From "Encyclopaedia bio-bibliographical of the Art of the contemporary ex-libris - Volume XV"

  Among the established engravers Elisabetta Viarengo Miniotti is certainly one who has reached  the kingdom of Graphics thanks to rational rigour and a real and deep vocation. In her latest stage of research she has left the narrative structure and, starting from a careful recognition of natural elements (such as trees, barks and the network of branches), she has come to focus on natural expressions by means of a thickset way of   “writing”.

     She has also come to isolate the core of her subject, to bring the observed point closer, to put sudden strains and pauses, always with a watchful control of her mind.

The transformation of reality is never  separated from the quality of the sign. In fact, watchers of her graphics are charmed by her refined language, by the careful dosing of blacks and whites and the bright burnishing, but they should go beyond these features to keep on investigating into the mystery of her work. Like all the mysteries that will never cease, this work will live on in the watcher’s mind whenever he thinks of Mrs. Viarengo’s engraving qualities.

     Contiguous spaces, undefinable because they are spaces of the mind, of feelings, of memory, of the melancholy of memory, of atmosphere, of light.

     Mrs. Viarengo’s engravings are arranged like the leaves of an open diary, rich in the beats of the heart. Matter becomes a form of expression, almost a rebellion against the constraints of description.

     The artist puts her rational spirit together with her own consciousness of living, her wonder at existing. The mind joins with its logic the artist’s identification with her own work,  because it unburdens the emotions arising in her soul in a flow of signs, the flow of her life.

     The sign becomes self-contained and acts as an image. This is how the artist and her instruments express themselves.

     Engraving, the most humble of arts as it does not possess the painter’s brush-strokes or the sculptor’s violence, becomes for Elisabetta Viarengo Miniotti one thing with itself,  a subjective motion of the soul.

                                                                                Giacomo Soffiantino

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