Bernabò Home Gallery was born in 2017 in the evocative setting of Trezzo sull'Adda from the idea of its founder Laura Piangerelli of wanting to compose a range of selected artists of national and international importance. Specializing in modern and contemporary art, Bernabò Home Gallery adopts an innovative and intimate approach different from the classic art gallery
In 2022 it inaugurates its summer headquarters in the picturesque town of Barga, in the heart of Tuscany. By opening two exhibition spaces located in the central Piazza Angelio, to highlight each of its souls: contemporary, modern and pop.
Together with its permanent exhibition spaces, the Gallery has organized and continues to propose, in collaboration with its artists, exhibitions and events of national importance.
About us
Bernabò Home Gallery was founded in 2017 in the evocative setting of Trezzo sull'Adda by the idea of its founder Laura Piangerelli to want to compose a range of selected artists of national and international importance. Specializing in modern and contemporary art Bernabò Home Gallery adopts an innovative and intimate approach different from the classic art gallery.
In 2022 it inaugurates its summer headquarters in the picturesque town of Barga, in the heart of Tuscany. By opening two exhibition spaces located in the central Piazza Angelio, to highlight each of its souls: contemporary, modern and pop.
Together with its permanent exhibition spaces, the Gallery has organized and continues to propose, in collaboration with its artists, exhibitions and events of national importance.
The story
Secondo la tradizione, durante una notte di tempesta, una donna salì fino alla cima della torre, sospinta dal dolore, dal vento e da una forza più grande di lei. Un fulmine la colpì, trasformandola in un fico. Da quel gesto estremo, da quella metamorfosi tragica, nacque l’albero che ancora oggi abita la sommità del castello.
Come ogni leggenda, anche questa custodisce una verità simbolica più profonda: ciò che sembra fragile può resistere al tempo; ciò che nasce da una ferita può trasformarsi in memoria; ciò che affonda le radici nella storia può continuare a generare vita.
Bernabò Home Gallery ha scelto quell’albero come parte della propria identità perché ne riconosce la forza silenziosa.
Un albero che nasce dalla pietra.
Una radice che resiste.
Un segno che attraversa il tempo.
Una presenza capace di unire memoria, bellezza e trasformazione.
Sono gli stessi valori che guidano la galleria: custodire la storia, riconoscere il valore, accompagnare lo sguardo verso ciò che è destinato a durare.
L’arte, come quell’albero, vive di radici e di visione.
Nasce da una materia, da una storia, da una mano, ma continua a cambiare significato nello sguardo di chi la incontra.
Per questo Bernabò non è soltanto un nome.
È un’origine.
È un simbolo.
È una promessa di continuità tra passato e futuro.
Bernabò Home Gallery porta con sé questa eredità: la forza della memoria, l’eleganza della ricerca, la capacità di riconoscere nelle opere non solo la bellezza, ma ciò che resta.
But according to legend, it is one of his lovers - a peasant convinced that she can trick him and outwit him - who is behind the birth of the tree. The woman had willingly let herself be taken to the castle, confident that she would be able to enjoy wealth and pleasures together with Bernabò and then return home to her husband and children rich and satisfied. But the husband, having arrived at the castle by deception, was thrown into the well without the woman's knowledge and his spirit remained restless wandering around the fortress.
That same night, awakened by the wind of a storm, in which she seemed to hear the lament of abandoned children, the woman rose and wandered desperately around the castle until she reached the top of the tower. A lightning caught her in full, transforming her body decomposed by anguish in the branches and twisting branches of a fig tree, first of the long series of trees planted according to tradition in the same position.
A lightning caught her in full, transforming her body decomposed by anguish in the branches and twisting branches of a fig tree, first of the long series of trees planted according to tradition in the same position. Like many legends it is a raw and terrible story, but it is also a piece of our city. According to legend, the terrible storm destroyed only some chimneys in the country, and that fig tree appeared as if by magic on the tower the next morning seemed a miraculous sign to the peasants who saw it. Those branches became a symbol of a tradition, a symbolic shelter.