Today it’s all Valentino. Immense. Splendid. Shining. But once, in the legendary eighties, there were many things, besides the nascent structure of the brilliant, but still, Valentino Garavani. American Express, the legendary Galleria Apollodoro, by Paolo Portoghesi (with...
Incipit. The gallery's (depository/gallery, rather) rightly sonorous name, “Framart Studio,” after having been more modestly “Studio Numerical Engraving,” located in a fascinating and decadent former psychiatric hospital, adjacent to a villa...
There was a time, when it was said, almost like a guillotine, 'now then!' Continuing with 'now then,' we are beyond the frame, now then we are beyond painting, now then everything is conceptual (while Pino Pinelli affirmed: painting painting), theatrical and gestural, anything but visual...
Today, 12th October 2025, Cesare Paciotti has died. Comparing him to other shoemakers is impossible. His boundless creative elegance, his absolute lack of predictable patterns, led to astonishment, each time more so than the last. On a scale...