The room vibrates like a double breath: on one side, painting that overflows; on the other, a surface that withdraws. Presence/absence is the taut wire that brings Bernardo Strozzi and Piero Manzoni into an unlikely yet necessary dialogue. Around thirty works confront the baroque sensuality of the seventeenth century with the postwar’s zero degree of painting: dense impastos, light ricocheting off matter on one side, on the other, the Achromes, non-color fields that stretch the gaze. Strozzi emerges in full force, from the Caravaggesque echoes of the Martyrdom of Saint Ursula to the freedom of the Venetian phase, where the brushstroke quickens, contours dissolve, and the portrait - like the Capuchin Friar - seems to open into light. His painting is body: lamina, vibration, presence. Manzoni answers by hollowing painting from within: creased canvases, stitched cloth, fiberglass, polystyrene, cotton wool. The surface becomes a neutral territory, stripped of symbols and psychology - a free zone where the image does not represent but happens. Distant in history and fate - the former between convent and workshop, the latter between abandoned academia and Milanese avant-garde - both share the same obstinacy: to make the work an act of freedom. The encounter is no stylistic exercise but an urgent question: what remains of painting when it overflows, or when it falls silent? Perhaps its barest nature - the pulse of matter and the silence of the surface.
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