How many cultures run after each other and swell up in the coloured works of Fϋsun Akbaygil Fallavollita. Born in Turkey, she studies in Istanbul, graduates in Set Design at the Academy of Fine Arts in Vienna, teaches at the Faculty of Fine Arts of the Aegean University in Izmir, works in Ephesus with the Austrian Archeological Mission and in Iasos with the Italian Mission, lives in Italy, Belgium, India, Egypt, from where se just came back to Rome. Fusun certainly got richer from her journeys and from the various meeting which contributed to her maturity, but, looking at her works of different periods, we must admit that she was not stunned at all by that situation, because her personality has always been ready to draw the best from the cultural kaleidoscope of her own training; being basically independent and autochthone she was able to drink at the different sources that her life offered, but she substantially remained the young woman born in a city, the old Trebisonda, which could be, for its history, the capital of a fabulous kingdom. Fabulous seem in fact the compositions of Fusun, but, pay attention, this apparent ingenuity has nothing to do with naiveté, because her painting is naïve only on surface, in substance it is rather cultured, reach of meanings and symbols, through which the artist shows her souvenirs and feelings, recount herself with a whiteness that should be the natural way to express the feelings of each human being touched by the gift of poetry. In the works that Fusun presents in this exhibition a few months after having left Cairo for a new destination -, oil on canvas or paper, mixed technics or solid oil colours - her painting is on purpose less cryptic and full of archaic meanings, more anecdotic, as If the artist would revive in her memory, and make revive in her works, tales, situations, landscapes, people of a beloved and understood Egypt, which her painting fix in the time and in the memory. The internal description of friendly houses, eternal faces of storytellers, people in the cafés, patches of the quartier where she used to live, the magic atmosphere of the small houses reflecting themselves in the waters of Nile, men and women of Cairo, its light, its contrasts, its life: these are the wide titles that could be given to the works of Fusun presented in this exhibition, a chance to come back after a few months for a professional occasion, which has to be considered in any case a declaration of nostalgia for people and things, colours and atmospheres, buzzling and silents. Fusun keeps on telling us her tales mixing them with reality. Only artists know how to do that, maybe without being aware but always enchanting adults, even the more sceptic, who remain impotent in front of the sincerity of the emotions which only children and poets are able to convey.

Carmine Siniscalco