Pieri recalls: “I glued the remaining pieces onto plywood panels, and with my dad I took them to the carpenter Banin in Diegaro, to put them under the hot press for a night. To fill the cracks full of splinters we took the panels to the restorer Gattei in Savignano, who filled them with white putty and touched up the color here and there. In the end the Horse – we always called it that, perhaps because little was left of the rider – was mutilated, but saved.”
So today we can still enjoy this living and precious testimony of Andrea’s art.