about a month ago, before my grandmother died, theaptFRIEND gabriele pezzini told me he had written a book that he would like me to take a look at. “another design book?” i thought, dreading to read yet another designer’s thoughts on everything he had done right…
i was wrong.
quite the contrary, meteorite is an extraordinary tale that i cannot recommend with more heart. that is because, at his age and level of experience, he dared not pay tribute to himself but question the reasons why he does what he does, why we do what we do. too often, in creative matters and the conferences who love them, we are senselessly advised to reach to the child within, talk to him and come back to the surface with invaluable advice to use in our daily life. gabriele suggest that such journey is useless, that the child is ever-present, wonderful and influential. through a bit of a jedi mind trick, he speaks of mischief, he speaks of discovery, he speaks of wonder, he speaks of the consideration of the small things and how they fit in the big things, he speaks of life and sand, and space, he speaks about me, about himself, about all of us, he speaks of science and magic…
and he touched me. yes, in that way.
and to the rightful contrary of how i tend to overstate a mere trip to the deli, the book is so simple, the very best way to deliver intelligence. it shows great honesty and passion for what he has always shown to be true in his design work, that life is of the utmost importance, over anything particular that may fill it, considering the whole before the bits. he is not an author, not a writer, barely even a man with an agenda, simply one with a need to exclaim that not all is lost within the boundaries of world too foggy to adequately understand either end, that the mind of the child, so lauded in most self-help books and programs as a state of truth, is neither a matter of age or even attitude, but consideration and subsequent action.
to my mind, it is an achievement to have expressed such a realization in so few words, especially as i pondered them saying goodbye to one of the most important people in my life… he can be very proud of himself. i know i am.
have as immature a week as you possibly can!