Vicenza Villas and the Making of Palladio

Mine is a simple story, even if many people would entrust complexity rather than simplicity to a man like me. This is the story of a man whose art wanted to be at the service of peace, of the organism, so that all the parts were united in one... Well, that man was me: Andrea di Pietro della Gondola,

My reputation, at the time, would have been based on my ability to draw and design works that, after my death, would become the testimony of my artistic talent. I could never have foreseen it and never wanted to be proud of my works; I did what seemed most architecturally right, always acting in com

One step in front of the other, this wandering of mine takes me where the earth meets the river, in an oasis of peace and lightheartedness it invests my mind. As I walk through the green grass, the ideas that crowd my head gradually take shape. Here, where the Bacchiglione mixes with clay, right at