One of the few Modernist houses in the Victorian section of Aspen is a Herbert
Bayer design (top left); Spanish provocateur Martí Guixé talking
in front of the Benedict Music Tent (top right, at left); Dre Wapenaar
brought one of his elegant tents from the Netherlands (bottom left); he
played the piano (bottom right) to accompany his interminable video of a roller-blader.
As it has for 51 summers in a row, the International Design Conference in
Aspen (IDCA) convened this June in a setting that Reyner Banham once described
as "total stun country": central Colorado's Roaring Fork Valley,
which is suspended like a green hammock between Rocky Mountain peaks at
8,000 feet above sea level. On the second evening of the conference there
were two after-dinner presentations that--like all of the IDCA's major events--took
place inside the airy new Benedict Music Tent, which has a taut white roof
of Teflon-coated fiberglass. (Designed by Aspen-based architect
and IDCA president Harry Teague, it opened last year, replacing a beloved
but increasingly leaky tent by Herbert Bayer, which had in turn replaced
Eero Saarinen's 1949 original.)
The evening's first speaker was graphic designer April Greiman, whose
bleached hair rose from her head in appropriately alpine clumps. The center
of her presentation was an opaque self-made digital film of her work--a
first stab at moviemaking, she said. Admitting that she felt nearly
paralyzed by nerves, Greiman had all kinds of trouble translating her remarkable
design skills into words. Following her to the podium was Li Edelkoort,
a tall, stylish Dutch woman who runs a forecasting firm in Paris called
Trend Union. Her problem was the opposite of Greiman's: she was entirely
too sure of herself. She presented a slide show that was full of highly
stylized images of clothes and residential interiors, marked by a high-end
minimalism. There was no analysis in Edelkoort's presentation, no attempt
to tease out meaning. (In her universe, there is only the Trend.) The overall
effect of her talk, especially as it continued past ten o'clock, was a kind
of retail hypnosis: You are getting sleepy. Your eyelids are feeling heavy.
You are beginning to feel a craving for a $4,500 chaise longue and some
cute little Japanese sandals.
As it turned out, with the exception of a certain roller-blading video that
I'll get to later on, those two presentations marked the low point of the
four-day IDCA. I've begun this essay with them because they neatly illustrate
the two biggest traps that the organizers of a conference like this have
to avoid. First, there's always the chance that an invited guest simply
won't make a very compelling speaker; designers, as fundamentally visual
people, are verbally persuasive only by coincidence. This was Greiman's
trouble. The second danger, the exact opposite of the first, is slick
consumerism--the thin veneer of smooth intelligent talk that coats a persistent
sales pitch and is becoming increasingly prevalent in the architecture and
design world.
The good news about this year's IDCA is how often it avoided those two pitfalls.
Overwhelmingly, the speakers who stood behind the podium in the tent or
led discussions in smaller venues were both surprisingly articulate and
compelled by ideas for their own sake.
As anyone who's familiar with the conference knows, the organizers of the
IDCA have always had to worry more about the second trap than the first.
After all, the conference began in 1951 as a weeklong seminar on the value
of good design for big business, existing for several years primarily as
a neutral meeting ground for representatives of art and money. Among its
founders were Bayer, a Bauhaus veteran and consultant for the Chicago-based
Container Corporation of America (CCA), and Egbert Jacobsen, the company's
design director.
They picked Aspen because the CEO of CCA, Walter Paepcke, was in the process
of trying to turn the town--which had enjoyed a brief but glitzy heyday
in the late nineteenth century as a silver-mining center--into a high-altitude
cultural center, an American Salzburg. (He also helped start Aspen's ski
resort.) Paepcke and his wife, Elizabeth, also IDCA founders, underwrote
a 1949 Goethe centennial (for which Saarinen designed that first tent),
which helped to kick-start Aspen's revival. Two years later the design conference
was born, with a lineup of speakers that included Louis Kahn, Charles Eames,
George Nelson, and Josef Albers.
Paepcke's idea was to bring corporate leaders to green Aspen in June and
make the case, in the 1956 words of IBM's Thomas Watson, that "good
design is good business." But the Paepckes and other leaders of the
conference made a point from the start of attracting some of the design
world's least corporate-ready figures, including Buckminster Fuller,
who first visited in 1952. Over the years a number of important and
often radical thinkers from outside the design disciplines have made the
trip to Aspen, including the former Black Panther Bobby Seale, Betty Friedan,
Tom Wolfe, Steve Jobs, and Gwendolyn Brooks.
The IDCA's theme this year was "The More Things Change," shorthand
for a nineteenth-century French journalist's now famous observation that
"the more things change, the more they stay the same." But the
most successful speakers were those who felt loosely constrained by that
guideline. On the first night Ralph Caplan gave a remarkable keynote
address. As microprocessors shrink to such a tiny size that the products
containing them can take virtually any shape, he noted, designers have been
confronted with an overwhelming freedom. These days, Kaplan said, "form
can't even find function, let alone follow it." That was by far
the best line of the whole conference. It also strikes me as a catchy summation
of the changes that have upended the design world in the last five
years or so. Indeed it would have made a good theme for the whole conference.
I've already mentioned a couple of low points and alluded to another: the
deadly roller-blading video. The responsible party was Dre Wapenaar, a Dutch
artist who designs tents and became known in U.S. design circles after his
work was included in the recent MoMA show Workspheres. He gave a talk about
his tent art that was compelling, and funny in parts, but then inexplicably
moved to the piano to accompany (with music by a Dutch composer for whom
he'd designed a tent) a video of a knit-capped roller-blader gliding through
the Dutch countryside past the inevitable windmills. I suppose it was meant
to be contemplative, but it came across as maddeningly self-indulgent. As
Wapenaar continued to pound away at the keyboard like a high-brow John Tesh,
the audience began to flee in quiet groups, looking back when they
reached the top of the steps to see if the video and skater were still rolling.
They were.
Happily, most of my memories involve the conference's high points: a great
talk by Peter Beinart, the 30-year-old editor of the New Republic (and son
of architect Julian Beinart, an IDCA veteran), who without any rhetorical
strain made his analysis of the antiglobalization protests now shaking Western
capitals relevant to an audience of designers; a discussion of the Bauhaus
led by Robert Campbell of the Boston Globe with Jane Thompson, Moshe Safdie,
and MoMA's Paola Antonelli, in which Antonelli made an offhand yet moving
defense of Modernism, saying that the movement "allows us to abstract
ourselves for a moment and reach a higher plane" and "still brings
me to tears sometimes"; and a sharp, no-nonsense presentation by Gadi
Geiger, a cognitive scientist at MIT, who suggested that by teaching children
to read on computer screens, which develop a wider field of vision,
we may be promoting dyslexia.
So, despite Greiman and Edelkoort and the roller-blader, the conference
moved gracefully through its four days. Its missteps were part of its charm;
without them, we might have been tempted--like the urban obsessives most
of the participants are in their working lives--to attend every single session
and missed a quick steep hike before dinner or a glass of beer on the patio
of one of the listing chalet-style hotels from the 1950s at the overgrown
base of Aspen Mountain. It's this time to wander around and take in the
beauty of the place that gives IDCA visitors at least the illusion of escaping
civilization, even in a town where it takes only five minutes to walk
from a trailhead to the front door of the Fendi boutique.