"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

BIM@Tn 21.02.2019

Grazie a Giuseppe Cavalieri e all’ordine degli architetti di Trento, ma soprattutto a Diego Minato per… beh, per essere Diego. Qui sotto trovate le slide dei due piccoli interventi che ho tenuto, indegnamente nell’illustre compagnia di Diego, Diego Ganeo (che ci ha parlato di BIM, proprietà intellettuale e norme sul diritto d’autore) e Carlo Zanchetta (che ci ha parlato di interoperabilità).

Ho parlato di resistenza al cambiamento, usi del modello, codice appalti, decreto ministeriale sul BIM e, soprattutto, ho speso qualche parola sulle novità della ISO 19650, riguardo alla quale fornirò qualcosa di più organico nei prossimi giorni. Grazie ancora per l’invito.

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