"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."

Italy rocks (in BIM and Computational Design)

Oh well.

As you might remember, last month we took part in the first Italian Dynamo meetup, held in Rome, and we were proud to see the great results achieved by the students of Valle Giulia led by Alberto Tono.

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They took part to the International BIM Competition of Singapore. Me and Claudio were proud and honoured to co-sponsor their trip to Singapore. The guys presented their work in front of the Jury and… hear hear! They won third price! The result is even more astonishing as they were competing alongside the most prestigious universities of the world. We are proud of you, guys.

And you want to hear another astonishing thing? A special mention was awarded to another Italian team, from Pisa’s University. What can I say? We rock.

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