Walls covered with red wax, two identical panels mirroring each other, on each a cylinder of marble bound by a brass clamp; facing the entrance—as if on an altar—an electric warming pan where the wax melts and then cools again, leaving its strong perfume in the air. Where does this space, both archaic and decadent, spare but also precious, mystical and yet pagan, come from? Surely from arte povera, which is the source of Alfredo Romano’s basic grammar, his materials, and his technique. It is the source of his quest for an eternal image in contrast to the precarious and volatile images