Italy, incapable of recognising teachers, of recognising the he need for learning, too busy labelling wise people as snob, is in dire need of masters:
I went once to the Bergamo landscape festival, and it was a very pleasant experience for me. I could meet not only passionate but also knowledgeable people.
I have nothing against the festival itself, but it seems to me that it show something that does not work well in Italian (LandArch) culture.
“I Maestri del Paesaggio” draws from all categories, at all career stages. While it’s good, suggesting that a master does not necessarily have to be an older person and that there is something to learn from everyone, it’s not very clear who the target audience is: general public? professionals?
Landscape architecture in Italy is virtually nonexistent in the public or private sphere. A few giant studios compete for a poor prize. We cry about perpetual emergencies, but favour means and names over ideas. Concrete everywhere, but – OH!- let’s incense a politician for a meager flower bed amidst polluted territories.
For centuries now, Italy has been an devastated island, not a peninsula. Few resources, fear of the invaders. This metaphorical insularity paradoxically extends to our profession: highly educated and knowledgeable individuals are slaves to a system that rewards superficiality and inflates vanity.
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