I’ve been saying all along that we humans are way better at predicting the future than we give ourselves credit for. Nevermind the significant lack of sincere scientific proof, I am certain that we are all pre-programmed with the weakest of future predicting abilities.
A new design idol has emerged for me Jan Chipchase. Jan has reconfirmed what I have known for awhile which is that designers must be the best listeners in the room. What he taught me though, is that they must also be great storytellers. Chipchase’s field of expertise, Ethnography, offers a way to make sense of the complexity of life.
As I patiently wait for the epoxy to cure I ask myself why I am doing what I’m doing. Ordinary people wake up in the morning, eat breakfast, go to work, read a book take a walk. Anything within the typical spectrum of normality. So what the hell am I doing at 8 in the morning holding a 1970’s Mercedes car speaker in an epoxy mold waiting for it to cure?
As kids we are taught that archeology means digging up dinosaurs, pure and simple. If we happen to find an old cell phone buried underneath a few inches of playground dirt, that’s not archeology, that’s just finding an old cell phone in the playground. The cell phone just isn’t old enough, right? Wrong. I submit that in the future, technological and cultural advancement will lead us into a society that understands the fragility of “now” and that treats anything in the past as ancient.
This past weekend marked a full year since my graduation from RISD ID. Yes, I know, I can hardly believe it too. So naturally, after running into several soon-to-graduate seniors in the past weeks, I’ve been reflecting back on the past year with wonderment. Each time I talk to them, I try to piece my post-grad experiences into some kind of motivational lesson.