All those faces that shed tears
All those smiles and laughter
All those forgotten lives and those hands that cried hunger
All those poems recited , those songs that were sung and those stories told
All those faces and people and all that bitterness
All that rage,violence and injustice
All those lies told by politicians
All those realities and all those believes
All those hands that carried heavy loads
Those hands that loved and held newborns
We have seen all those clouds, and the sun and the blue skies
All those Now in a million years.
An artist's conscience is not always visible. And among those whom it is, its tone can often emerge as didactic and hectoring. But Fethi Meghelli's moral passions are none the less clear for being both subtle and magical, even as they demand that we take responsibility for a painfully real world. He creates landscapes in which all their histories are visible at once, while at the same time giving a personality and shape to what is his own curiosity, outrage, and joy.
There is never any question of him being confined to a particular method of making his work. Whatever medium the story demands he will adopt and master, from printmaking to sculpture, from fabric to found objects to paint. Every one of his gestures remind us of what an artist must do to keep from going mad in a society which offers so many temptations to do just that, and in the process, saves us from madness too.
~ Stephen Kobasa