19 November 2012
Eugenio Perazza was born at Ceggia in the province of Venice, in 1940. After working for several companies in the Veneto, he set up Magis in 1976 with the aim of creating designer furnishing accessories with a high technological profile for mass production and worldwide distribution. Today Magis is a benchmark for the quality of its products and develops its own projects in collaboration with the best designers at an international level. Many Magis pieces have found a home in the permanent collections of the most important museums in the world. Wallpaper placed Perazza at the top of its list of ten futurist speculators and shapers who will change the way we live.
The song you never get tired of listening to.
Non, je ne regrette rien by Edith Piaf.
The movie you can watch over and over again.
The Four Feathers by Zoltán Korda, an old movie from 1939.
The book you fell head over heels in love with.
Mikhail Bulgakov’s The Master and Margarita.
The object you’re most attached to.
My Piaggio Ciao.
Your favorite place.
The bed where I read and dream with my eyes open and shut.
A cult film you cannot stand.
A literary classic you can’t bear.
Margaret Mitchell’s Gone with the Wind.
The most beautiful automobile ever made.
The first Cinquecento, my first car.
Three stops on a journey around the world.
Paris, London, Rome.
A contemporary artist whose future in the history of art is assured.
An architect to whom you would entrust the construction of a fantastic place.
Bijoy Jain of Studio Mumbai Architects. His House on Pali Hill, which has earned him an international reputation, is truly fantastic.
A fashion designer for an epoch-making show.
Yves Saint Laurent, but it’s a shame he’s not with us anymore.
An elegant person.
Marc Berthier, a Frenchman and designer by profession, not very well known but an extremely good one in my view. He always wears jackets of yesteryear, a bit faded, splendid. For me he is Monsieur l’Elegance.
An inelegant person.
All those who don’t know how to find a style of their own and uncritically bow to the dictates of various fashions. I hate dummy women or men who let themselves be dressed by others, in other words by fashion.
A bad habit you have?
I don’t always pay attention when people talk to me, sometimes my head is in another place.
What would you like to overindulge in?
In the summer, especially when it’s hot, watermelon.
What can’t you do without?
The game of Tressette, three afternoons a week at the Noi club, in the Casa della Dottrina of my town, Ceggia, with Vasco as my partner. To beat, as happens regularly, our friends Tullio and Antonio. At stake at the most a small glass of white wine.
What would you like to be a champion of?
Of bocce, but not as puntista. As bocciatore.
The hotel and restaurant at the top of your personal league table.
About hotels I wouldn’t know, I rarely spend a night away from home. Perhaps a small hotel in Paris, the Atelier Montparnasse, probably because it’s close to two excellent restaurants: La Closerie des Lilas and La Coupole. My favorite restaurant is definitely Il Cacciatore at San Giorgio di Livenza.
The greatest invention of all time.
The historical figure you are most grateful to.