Dacia e Nina


“They know and they say it. In their previous lives, several Zen masters have been cats. It is also known that many others have followed the path in reverse. After assuming human form, they had the opportunity to become feline again. If in the period lived by human beings they had matured a particular experience, this special activity, apparently, does not disappear, not completely: something still remains in their life cycle. This form of reminescence is also well known. In via San Biagio there is a really popular feline.

At night she often sleeps in the window, among the majolicas decorated by Dacia, a reserved artisan, as silent as and perhaps more silent than those who assist her during her daily work.

The symbiosis is perfect.

There are many who photograph the majolica cat. He is now aware of his strong appeal and almost seems to pose, but with a lot of detachment from the curious looks that usually surround him. His blatant yawns, his snobbish grimaces are eloquent.

Observing them in secret, we see Dacia decorating under the watchful eye of her cat Nina's supervisor.

She knows she is under observation, but she seems happy. Two flames follow every movement of the hand and its natural extension in rapid yet soft brushstrokes. Clear sensations, the master in fur seems to look at every gesture, precise, measured, a signal, a very slight electric current no longer hidden in the claws.

You have to see them. They are creating together, almost holding their breath. A show, unwanted, but certainly a form of unique, silent, powerful dialogue.

Their secret, perhaps Dacia in the previous life was a feline, but her cat was definitely a Zen master expert in pottery. Of course, it is impossible not to see, not to grasp his eye that shapes and draws, that inspires and guides his pupil. It does not manifest itself by excess, its spirit hovers lightly, it lives and continues to create beautiful objects. It doesn't even need hands.

They make clear what the ancient Greeks repeated: it is the vase that makes the potter, not the other way around. "

Pasquale Doria