Samantha de Lemos~In Review

As I look back on this semester, I can now see how ignorant I was to the intricate details that make up the world, and this is done through the genius of design.

During our very first introduction to Milan, we were brought up to the Duomo where we took in the cascading views of the city. While spotting out the buildings we would later have to do our projects over, we were told to look at how every spire was accompanied by a different design funded by differing designers. At first glance, I would have never noticed this intricacy, but with direction I found the beauty in these creations lied in the story they told. Each spire held the same core elements of having a base leading up to the center display which is where variation occurred, and then melded back into a point at the top. While they all shared this similarity, each one was unique due to its designer and what they believed would represent Milan, Duomo, etc best to be displayed for generations on. These delicate details are what hold such deep meaning below the surface and this was my first exposure to the intricacies of design.

Like I mentioned earlier, we had a project called ‘Mapping the City’ and my group was assigned two drastically opposing architectural buildings. Bosco Verticale and the Federazione del Fasci Milanesi were two quite intimidating locations for differing reasons. Federazione del Fasci Milanesi was originally a household but later turned into Mussolini’s headquarters in Milano, which was evident by the very clean cut straight lines, minimalist design, and overall fascist period style. In opposition, Bosco Verticale was newly build in sustainability and climate change efforts to fix Milans pollution issues by planting thousands of trees in two shiny, high-rise, modern buildings that takes your breath away at first glance. These two contrasted each other in many ways, but through this project we were forced to look deeper and find the connections between the two places. Wealth, power, old to new life, and security were all noted and the design of each element of these buildings preserves its intent which backs those findings. Again, I was flabbergasted that one could pick out specific details about a building and know what period it was most likely built in, and further the history behind the building based on built in contact clues.

This idea of historical reference was further embellished in my memory and understanding when we visited Tipoteca in Treviso. This letter press and type studio was the perfect representation of design in life and at work. `As the wonderful guide explained, every type face has its own history, and its own design that makes it unique to a point where it can hold meaning of its own without even looking at the words its letters are spelling out. I found myself naturally gravitating to 1930’s fonts, however, this was a very trying time in the world, so I know there is an old soul behind those fonts with stories of wisdom, grit and times of resilience. There is something beautiful about knowing the history behind something so well known, yet so overlooked. As a stem major, this was an epiphany I had, and continued rounding back to over the semester. Tipoteca showed how letter pressing has evolved, the amount of time it takes to print one page of text, and how tedious print pressing can be. I found a new appreciation for literature in the foundational construction of a handmade book because each step has so much purpose and each letter quite literally must fit perfectly in the press making everything down to the size and font of one letter on a line of text deeply thought out and intentional.

Flashing back to the amazing visit we had with the genius Cristiano Bottino, I could see so vividly how intentional every detail of his work was and it was astonishing. From his talk I learned that some of the best designs come from and start with a simple and broad central idea and flower out from there. Specifically, Cristiano mentioned a project of his where he designed an airports signage and specific features with the lounge, carpet, etc. My jaw was on the floor by the use of the simple logo for an airplane, a simple and universal icon, implemented into all of his design work. Universal understanding of certain designs as well is something unique and so delicate as to not offend certain cultures and to surpass any sort of language barriers that could arise. Universal designs and graphics such as fire and stop have saved so many lives, but I never thought about the specificity in using authoritarian font for the stop sign and how that would be better than a cursive font. I never thought about how an airplane tilted up looks like its taking off but an airplane tilted down looks like its crashing unless you add a wheel. Little things like this are the details I’m describing that are like a kaleidoscope in designers minds. They can shift one concept into something completely new and beautiful in the right lighting and the tilt of the head. It’s a talent and skill I’m working on, but I cannot even begin to recognize these intricacies in the ways that I have seen on this study abroad (its so amazing).

My childlike joy and imagination was brought back to life at the Achille Castiglioni visit. We saw how functionality and playfulness can be brought together in a compelling and usable way. Castiglioni was a realist but also enjoyed using the imagination to its fullest advantage to get practical and effective results while maintaining some aspect of joyful play. This is a delicate design type and one I love specifically for that. I remember the display of the never ending wire tool. It morphed into a basket, tray, cake stand, purse, and many other necessary items. This was probably the most multifunctional piece of equipment I have ever seen designed before for everyday house usage. In that moment I was reminded to never stop wondering but also to stay in reality and not wonder off too far.

Finally, the most impactful experience I had this semester was one that hit me like a bus. The Triennale first exhibit rocked me to my core and forced me to sit out and just think for a second, but it was amazing. The data visualization was the most impactful and most insightful displays of facts I’ve ever seen in my life. I learned about how attention can be grabbed and how designing information in layers can allow the viewer to consume more information with less loss of attention. I learned so much about the world around me and was given so much world view. Walking up and down the stairs of the red ribbons displaying the casualties of war was heart wrenching and so eye opening. I learned that sometimes, a simple design can be more effective. I learned that history repeats itself and I also learned that design is so much more than meets the eye.

Design is the before, the insight into the why, the small details like pixel pushers that no one else notices, and the beauty in meaning and effort that transcends language barriers, space, time and relevance. Design is the way to remain and the way to send a message that needs hearing. I have met the most intelligent, kind and creative people during this time and I my eyes are open wide and will forever be changed by what I have learned in and out of the classroom of Milano. (Times New Roman is still my favorite font though)

Ciao, Samantha (or Sammie or Sam).

 

Samantha de Lemos~One Final Glimpse

I am sad to say this is the last week of blog posts as it was our last week on this study abroad. It was spent in the most impactful way with our tour of the Triennale in Milan and a visit to Omegna for the Alessi tour. When I look back on this past week, I find that I learned the most about the world in the visits we did and the way design can impact people through so many paths and visualizations.

The staircase of the Trienniale stands out to me as one of the most gut wrenching and daunting data visualizations I have ever seen. It was relevant, raw, and simple within its intricacies. The red ribbon falling from the ceiling representing the lives lost in war was moving and overwhelming all at once. In that moment I was given perspective to just how many people are affected by current events and I saw how everyone stopped to stare. This spoke volumes to the climate of the times and also to this work and how simple, yet impactful this design was.

Omegna was simply beautiful and it was so interesting seeing the inner tinkering of a powerhouse design company. The Alessi factory was bustling and showed the prototypes that led to the creation of household items we know and love today. It was interesting to take the time to use their trials and market items to tweak and improve them upon our wishes and definitely got me and my cohort to think outside the box and let our creative minds run. Omegna was a beautiful lake that I think is arguably more beautiful than Lake Como, and we had a wonderful visit.

I quite enjoyed the final visit of our study abroad with Campari as the graphics were stunning and the tour guide was knowledgeable and kind. It is interesting to see how everyday items can be marketed into any setting. The guide showed an example of Campari getting involved in political and global issues unrelated to the product that both allowed the name to be put out for recognition and to support causes the company felt passionate about. It is cool to see the ways in which companies inner workings translate to the world around us in what we recognize, connect and how we perceive it.

I had the most amazing experience this week and I loved diving into the creative side of my brain. I learned about history, many hidden and intricate details, and most importantly to look for the deeper meaning because as design has taught me, everything was intentional and has meaning and a purpose.

 

Samantha de Lemos~Raving reviews vs reality

Venice and Florence are two places in Italy that receive rave reviews from tourists from all over the world. They are listed as some of the top places to visit in Italy, let alone Europe, yet the experiences I had made me wonder why these locations were so special.

After one of my favorite meals of the trip in Treviso with authentic cuisine and a magic show from our Italian waiter (who reminded me of my dad), we had a visit at the most wonderful workshop tour at a typography studio. Treviso, a place I had little expectation for, was perfect in every light. From the running water through the canals, to dinner with our professor, it exceeded any and all of my expectations. Venice, one of the places I was most excited for, turned out to be quite different than the reviews that put it on a golden pedi stool. The people were quite rude and there were tourists everywhere. I spoke more English than I had the entire trip and it was slightly disappointing, however, our visits saved the day. From gazing in wonder at the hand blown and colorful glass chandeliers to observing architectural design surpass landscape and time, the time I spent observing the rich history of Venice was wonderful to say the least.

I will say that the Biennale had to have been the best part of the trip! The beauty of representation of different climate conversations through visual representation was both impressive and thought evoking. Germany had a captivating and moving exposition and I could have stayed there for an entire day and still want to explore more about the countries exhibitions. Therefore, while Venice did not meet expectations in terms of what an average tour guide would tell you is good to do, I did find great pleasure in the sinking city. The rich cultural influence and history displayed through art was a reality far greater and awe inspiring than I could have imagined.

Moving on to my weekend excursion, I went on a solo mission to meet up with one of my best friends, Katrina, in Florence, Italy. I was super excited about the leather markets, steak and wine ordering through a tiny window. My friends and family raved about the beauty of Florence and how it is one of their favorite places in the world. Yet, as I arrived I was completely disappointed. The leather market was utterly consumed by tourists and scam artists attempting to sell obviously fake leather goods to oblivious vacationers. I found myself disappointed, confused, and holding my nose from the foul smells coming from random corner passes. Reality was met again, and my hopes of beautiful Florence were squashed, until I decided to change the narrative. Rather than going in with expectations, I played the game. I bargained and played hard ball to get the cheapest “authentic” leather purse, and enjoyed the overpriced lemon desserts while gazing at the twinkling merry go round. Florence overall did not meet my high expectations for it, but it ended up not being terrible after I learned to go where the wind took me and let go of said expectations.

Ultimately, I have found so far that raving reviews can only get you so far, and it’s more likely that you will find hidden gems within the small Italian towns that are less heard of, less populated, and not touristy, but quietly waiting to be discovered. Aosta and Livorno, you have been so amazing and I can’t wait to have my expectations blown in my next small town, I know it will be perfecto!

 

Samantha de Lemos~The Intricate Designs of the World

This week we have focused on 20th century design in a fascist regime in many tours of museums and real life examples of architecture hinting at its past. In Como, we examined two architectural examples of this time period and how they model a sort of new authority amongst their surroundings with straight lines and even placement of windows to create special effects with natural lighting. It is very interesting to see the intention behind seemingly innocent architectural pieces.

While we have been studying design, no matter the topic, I have found myself astonished by the beauty of the place that surrounds me. No matter whether I’m looking at a building marked by its time, or how the mountains of Northern Italy assert dominance in the sky, I can see the beauty and extreme detail in the creation of the world. The way the leafs face the sun to soak in the sunlight, causing vines to cascade over the edge of a building in search for the energy that feeds it. The way the water in Aosta is crystal blue green, rushing and slushing down such as a melted stream from a glacier atop a mountain would. The way there is a hushed chatter no matter the hour in downtown Milan, but it is never as loud as NYC. In all these ways and more I can see how the Lord has intricately designed this world.

The craftsmanship it takes to bring such ideas into reality is something that I find myself both humbled and impressed beyond belief by. I am so thankful for this week, for our presentations and learning about design from a new point of view, and for being able to learn from and among such brilliant, kind and talented individuals.

Samantha de Lemos~A 48-hour travel day, Switzerland to Milan

My journey on this study abroad started off mundane, just as I would hope a travel day to be. It took a turn, however, in my sleep.

My first flight of three legs went smoothly, taking me from Austin to Washington D.C. in a flight accompanied by a kind grandma and a three year old kicking me in the back as I slept. I made my connecting flight to my second leg, Zürich, Switzerland, with no issues and even got a bagel on the way! I thought it would be smart to take a Benadryl to fall asleep for my first ever overnight flight, so when I got to my seat I  took my medicine and hit the hay. When I woke up an hour later, we were still on the ground (which meant that my connecting flight the next morning would possibly leave without me). I asked a flight attendant, but she said all was well…all was not well. When we landed, my third leg connecting me to Milan had already taken off and I was rebooked for a 1pm flight while my original flight was at 9am. I knew this would cut things close given that we were supposed to be in Milan at 10:30am, or at the UNA Hotel by then. I contacted IES abroad and got in contact to a wonderful lady while stranded in Switzerland, but it was a struggle because the second I landed in Europe I realized the international plan I had set up for cellular data was not working. Connected to the Zürich airport wifi for its four hour allotted time, I contacted my parents frantically trying to figure out how to solve this massive issue. When the four hours of free wifi ended, I was MIA. In this time of franticness I met my first Bulgarian friend while awaiting our delayed flight to Milan and we shared our hatred for delayed flights and our love of Switzerland. After being two more hours delayed, our plane finally arrived and we flew off to Milan.

Looking back I am grateful for my stressed arrival in to Milan and the misshapen journey I was forced to take to get there. I discovered the glory of Swiss chocolate (which is my newfound obsession), I met a wonderful friend from Bulgaria of all places, I was exposed to people who spoke German, Italian, English and French which inspired me to learn multiple languages, and made me self aware of my dependency on cellular data among other things I usually take for granted. Once in Milan I saw the oh so beautiful Duomo and fell in love with a city so marvelous I can’t imagine ever leaving.