I first saw the Memoriale Brion in my Architecture and Experience class this semester. I had never taken an architecture class before, and the language of buildings and their details was so unfamiliar to me. For the entire beginning of the semester, I was relying on feelings and gut reactions to guide me through the lectures and essays. The Memoriale Brion was one of the buildings that was so easy to feel and appreciate — the swoop of the tomb structure seems so protective, like everything there must be safe.
Seeing this building in person has only elevated my love for it. There were so many details, like the colorful tiling or stacked stairs, that I wasn’t able to see through photos in a Powerpoint.