Morning in the workshop, follows the wake of previous works, transforming the misty daytime visions of squares and courtyards crowded with workers into an attractive night show, most likely set in the Sampierdarena plants near Genoa. The small and vigorous oil goes beyond the fundamental political meaning thanks to a happiness of touch that avoids rigid precepts, long meditations and second thoughts, in favor of an executive freedom that exploits the expressive potential of a divided brushstroke, instinctively conceived to create intensity and emotion. The structure of the painting hinges on the vertical axis of the tall silhouette silhouetted in the background, which corresponds, at the bottom, to the remnant of an empty courtyard illuminated by a rich and vaporous texture of yellows, ochres and blues, which divides the vast a triangle of sky dotted with pink and gray and opened in very short light blue glimpses, encumbered by the slender profiles of the chimneys not yet smoking and by a single lighted lamp. From the volume of the blast furnace starts the rapid perspective escape of the long and low shed marked by large windows dense with luminous matter, crowning a dark lump in which the curved workers can be recognized, in a painful march.