"We simply couldn't keep all of this beauty to ourselves."
Art has a new home in Como
In spaces at times vast and at others intimate, the collection inhabits CASABIANCA, flowing with life in a radiant echo. Works by leading Italian and international artists are curated and displayed here both indoors and out, featuring site-specific installations and leading proponents of the Arte Povera movement.
Here at CASABIANCA – and nowhere else. A singular body of work, shaped by intention.
The collection at CASABIANCA does not follow a prescribed route. There is no strict chronological, alphabetical or thematic order to the exhibit.
There is a common thread, yes, but one shaped by the desires of the collectors, by emotion, by the moment each work came into their lives.
With no labels, no captions and no arrows, what you find instead are affinities and allusions, impressions and ideas.
The artists
An artist investigating motionlessness able to stir things up—to literally move her audience.
So much more than just a few strokes of paint.
Where the stars come a little closer. Measure it for yourself: it’s true.
Not the white pebbles of Little Tom Thumb; these are garden pebbles that have become stairs. Transposition.
Once you get closer, the 50 (years) sides no longer look like a circle, or vice versa.
Behind a mask: a beautiful way to look inside yourself.
A tribute to the written word, with embroidery as the body, the writing.
Salt and lead that can teach us about the Magna Graecia.
Light of lights. A golden mirror capturing layers of the past.
A horizon. A line connecting all of the artist’s collectors.
Imperfect tense or present tense?
A graceful dance of words, light as a breath of wind.
A silent scream. A love greater and more powerful than pain. “Paete, non dolet”.
How do you spell “significant”?
Reclaimed wood and iron can, at times, be art.
Home? A woman’s womb? Or maybe the world’s last igloo.
Prophetic words by Pier Paolo Pasolini in monumental letters. Momentum = a warning.
Nero in black face staring at us with his eerie eyes.
Small, bright, an ancient face.
Two Venuses, two Antonoos and the invisible threads that connect artists, patrons, homes, works of art and guests.
To what depths will all this blackness lead?
You can fall into a black hole, or conquer the world.
The vitality of nature. We, too, will blossom when we have beauty to sustain us.
The detail of a small abstract work can also be an exercise in abstraction.
An altar dedicated to intimacy. Kong reminds us that the artist is present.
A bronze beech tree gazing admiringly at a living cedar.
Light-shadow-sign-color-energy.
The poignantly beautiful mystery of womanhood. An ageless mystery.
A star near a volcano continues to shine.
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