A method to place in a page and visualize notes, events, dates is suggested by this web designer. In order to increase the data to be managed and to not forget something I use to have some sketchbooks and Moleskine. I’ve started to fill some of those in 1990, stating with architecture, than industrial design, graphic design, illustrations. I always miss one of mine, if I leave it at home.
An idea become reality and grow up, if the project is as much complete is possible, not only the shape or the concept.
This’s the 5th version of the “Strida”, folding bicycle designed by Mark Andrew Sanders in 1987. A project, continuously improved, started almost complete, considering many aspects ergonomics, aesthetics, marketing, industrial, technological, psychological.
Sometimes I start a project, believing in it, as a good idea that deserve to be developed, worth to invest time and energy.
When I show it to someone that I consider able to add value, with useful critics, often this is not positive, may have something that influence my input, point of view and fundaments. But a critic can be useful, right, oderwise unuseful or negative for a project. You can destroy your work giving credit to wrong critic from the wrong people and kill a “good” idea, or you can improve it, adding something that makes it a “very good” idea.
Are you able to reach critics and avoid to start wrong projects or pitfalls developing an new idea?
Reading about Knife making I’ve found really interesting a small paragraph about design.
To make real or make-believe knife depends on your experience. A knife designed on paper, made without any evolution as a working tool, should be a beautiful sculpture. Most lasting designs evolve and aren’t necessarily the result of an original idea.
If a project didn’t come to its end, surely you just start it to have a lesson, an experience that you will use one day.
Poetry, dance, music, more than design, architecture or sculpture. Marcello Chiarenza shows you his thoughts, creating meaningful images.
I’ve seen his works in the streets of Sesto Calende, it was 1997. Over my head, stairs, whales, vessels, moon, fishes, stories, symbols, metaphors, suspended on steel wire. I took some pictures and sketches.
After 15 years I met him, discovering and confirming my feeling.