Am I turning into Betty Draper?
Last week’s New Yorker profile of Bottega Veneta designer Tomas Maier opens with a set of personal fusses with which I think most design people would identify, from a publicist who removes lint from writer John Colapinto’s suit (“If that’s there, he won’t be able to think of anything else.”) to the news that Maier removed the H from his first name to achieve lettristic balance (Oddly, I have also always found Tomas more attractive than Thomas).For instance, the coffee saucer at the Bulgari Hotel, in Milan, where he used to stay. “It drove me crazy,” he told me. “Every morning. You lifted up the cup and by the time you put it down — because the saucer was too curved up — the spoon had always slid down.” With a certain fierce pleasure, he pantomimed the entire act. “Not, in this hand you hold the newspaper, and with this hand you lift the coffee up and have a sip, and you want to put it down and you put it crooked on the saucer because this spoon is underneath. You drip half the coffee overm so that means you have to put the paper down, you have to take the glasses off, pick up the spoon —” He threw up his hands. “I mean, hello! Whoever designed that should have designed it right.”
But the following paragraph sums up the quest of a certain species of industrial designer in language everyone can understand.
(I hope the Bulgari Hotel is ordering new china as we speak.)
Read the rest, a plea for more fussing about architecture and design, not just handbags, here.
The headline ICYDK is a design geek reference to Italian architect Ernesto Nathan Rogers’s famous phrase, “dal cucchiaio alla citta” or “from the spoon to the city.” Cucchiaio has always been one of my favorite Italian words, such a mouthful on the way to a spoon.