Lina Yamali Minicucci
Elizabeth Barrett Browning has a line in one of her sonnets: ‘I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my lost saints’. For me, that line releases a gut-wrenching, deafening wail. l left the religion of my childhood because I felt human beings corrupted its sweet Truth. The loss of ritual in my life to celebrate that Truth left a hole. Lina Yamali Minicucci’s paintings of Byzantine Iconography opened that same door in me.
She writes of her work: ‘In our home, each icon carried warm memories. Some were passed on to my parents from their parents, given to them as gifts on their wedding day and when my sister and I were born’. I can feel the power, the past and the love in every paint stroke.