I have admiringly followed Silvestrin's minimal work for some years and was waiting for a book. When I read on the sleeve that it was designed by A.G. Fronzoni, his ex-teacher, a minimalist himself ( they despise to be labeled ) what could be better. From there on I was amazed. The photographs are the same I have seen in previous publications; there are nearly no new images but I was ready to accept this because I new that he is very particular about the way he shows his work. I was ready for a total experience: a book designed, layed out, written and photographed by a closely working team. I was dismayed. The first impression is that it has been stretched to the limit to make a thick book out of scant material. Small, nearly microscopic photos surrounded by empty white paper with some written lines scattered here and there. The same photos blown up and cut into meaningless details of grainy quality, distributed in such an irrational manner that makes you keep turning this rather hefty volume to look or read, images and words sometimes horizontal or vertical, you can even find both directions in some pages. The designer never thought about reading or looking, he just designed for graphic efect. Nearly all text and captions are deeply pretentious. The ideas ruined by triple adjectives, opposites and a general loss of humility (" Good architecture makes us silent" ) that distracts you completely from the idea of the process of design. The architectural information comes from the pictures and some insufficient, aleatory, flea sized plans or sections and there in nearly no information on his new work. It is a pity that such fine and simple work is shown in such a forced way. The opposite of the Cistercitian aesthetics the architect professes to adhere. But it is the only Silvestrin book.