Metti, una domenica a pranzo

Sunday Lunch is almost a statement. A simple gesture, yet one charged with meaning, entrusted to the work of Bertozzi & Casoni—two established artists whose stature exceeds that of a small art space on the southern outskirts of Milan.
An ambition that goes beyond its means, a hunger without bread. Conviviality—or perhaps the attempt to create it—unfolds in a space that is both fascinating and uncomfortable: a place not meant to host, which for that very reason becomes a kind of den.
It is the pleasure of sharing time and space simply because being together feels right, despite everything: the uncomfortable chairs, the improvised table, the slightly cold air—and the inevitable moment when someone has to clear the table, while someone else, of course, does not.