Looking back, is there an early memory — an object, a place, or a person — that first awakened your sensitivity to form and beauty?
With my father, who was an exhibition designer, and my mother a lover of art history, I was brought up in a creative environment, sensitive to beauty and design. Our home was a Milanese rational villa. When I think about my childhood I can’t help but look back to every last detail of that house. The door handles, the staircase railing, the steps, the light switches, the windows, the mirrors, the fireplaces. Everything was built with such quality and intention. I can now understand how lucky I was to grow up there, and appreciate how being immersed in that environment shaped me and my way of seeing.