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Italian                                                                             Installation shot at Salone Annunciata, February
                                                                                                   I Rudolfo Aricò
            commentary:                                                                         1972 showing First House 1970-72, acrylic on shaped
                                                                                                canvas in four pieces
                                                                                                36o x 27o cm
            art and its market                                                                  Photo: Mario Carrieri, Milan
                                                                                                2  Germano Olivotto
            Toni del Renzio                                                                     Research 10 17 1971
                                                                                                Substitution of a tree in Plexiglas and neon






            Milan, so they say, is the capital of Italy's
            industrial Triangle, a region not indicated on
            any map, unrecognized by government
            department or administrative unit. Yet it is a
            state within the state, a power scarcely
            subordinate to the government in Rome which is
            farther away than New York or São Paulo. It is
            as old as the Italian State itself, born of the only
            contributions the wretched House of Savoy ever
            made to Italian life and society: a paternalistic-
            exploitative care for the rest of the peninsula;
            narrow self-interest, at times self-defeating in its
            myopia and intensity; the consideration that
            money, and its acquisition by any means
            whatsoever, constitutes a virtue. In Milan they
            make money if they make nothing else. For
            centuries the city has traded in goods that never
            passed through its gates or along its canals, that
           weren't even produced in the Triangle—the
           flatlands bounded by the Alps to the north, the
           Apennines and the Maritime Alps to the south-
           west—but reaching Genoa, and cutting up north-
           eastwards to Venice's mainland industrial
           appendage, Mestre. It is one of the richest zones
           in Europe, and includes the wealthiest cities of
           Italy: Turin, Alessandria, Novara, Varese,
           Como, Bergamo, Brescia, Verona, Vicenza,
           Modena, Piacenza, Voghera, besides those
           already mentioned, with Milan unfairly and
           unsquarely in the moneyed middle.
              This is where Italy's middle class has
           emerged, late and parvenu, well-heeled and
           pettily powerful, expansive and narrow-
           minded, eating imported second-rate French
           cheeses rather than the native product, too close
           for their peace of mind to their peasant origins—
           some are not even second-generation urbanites—
           cosmopolitan provincials, often the results of
           internal immigration and of the limited
           arriviste social mobility growth demands,
           extravagant and pinch-penny, knowing but not
           knowledgeable, fanatics for the modern and
           fearful of the new, philistine and culture-
           fearing.
              This is the exemplary market for art as
           conspicuous consumption and as investment,
           prestige-hungry and status-jealous. Of Italy's
           five hundred odd galleries, over a third are
           crowded into Milan, while close on another third
           lie in clusters in the cities and towns of the
           Triangle.
              Art is not only sold but seen to be bought,
           and what is sold in Milan today is bought,
           say, in Rome tomorrow. In Milan they
           know how to sell, and as art has become
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