I have to give a eulogy for a great friend, a great painter, whom I met in the distant Eighties, introduced by Tommaso Trini in Milan, where he had long since moved from his native Catania, the city where I lived at the time. Milan was his...
I learned to write at five years old, as an external listener, in the first year of primary school, which I attended as an irregular student, as I wasn't yet six years old, the required age. But I started in January and therefore months late from the start of lessons and the...
I have known Omar Galliani since the early eighties, from when, within a current of Italian art, he established himself as a leading figure in the modern reinterpretation of modules from varied erudite art, stemming from great drawing, from the noble art of painting, in...
I attended for a long time, in the eighties and nineties, in the Mario Bellini, Italo Lupi circle, surrounded by a host of common friends, architects, designers, industrialists, politicians, bankers (in short, an elite) in which everything was discussed; a light-hearted way of...
Alfredo Romano, my lifelong friend, represents the younger generation of art that has had (and continues to have) eternal witnesses in Mario Merz, Michelangelo Pistoletto, Pier Paolo Calzolari, in their naked as well as cultured and wise structurality,...
Just as Francis Bacon twisted the mask of the persona, making it a multifaceted form of the soul's face, in the same way (but with an opposing outcome) that Bernini flushed out the face of Louis XIV, the Etruscan sense of Giuliano Vangi (1931-2024) has given us...
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