Three true stories:
A wise woman, who will appear often my stories, told me of her recent visit to China. She was hired as a consultant by a large company and she stayed in a well appointed room in a very grand hotel. But she was frustrated, she said, by little things. The light in the bathroom would flood the bedroom, because part of the wall separating the bathroom from the main room was glass. And she noticed that it wasn’t a warm hotel. There was a great deal of jet black. There were a lot of hard, shiny surfaces. She added, you know, they have this absolutely beautiful business card. But the writing on it is so small that I couldn’t read it, and none of the taxi drivers to whom I showed it could read it either.
A certain gentleman in India decided to have a suit tailor-made. It turned out to be an exercise in frustration because he kept going back for fittings. There was always something wrong. The arms of the jacket were too short. The legs of the trousers were too baggy. The buttons in jacket gaped when he did anything but stand still. The shoulders were too tight. Back he went, again and again, and tried to explain what was wrong this time. Each time the tailor and his team listened intently. But each time they fixed one thing, something else would get thrown out of whack. Then, one day, the gentleman realized what the real problem was. The tailor had never worn a suit. The tailor did not know, deeply, inside, what a good suit felt like, and how it ought to move when the wearer moved. And because he did not know, he could not create.
A woman lived in a wealthy suburb of a famous city, with her husband of twenty years and their teenage child. The woman had a particularly difficult, draining job, but it’s an important one. The man didn’t work, but he went out of his way to think of nice things to do for his partner, to cheer her up. He planned weekend trips to vineyards, bought her charming presents and organized chic dinner parties at their home. She confided to her neighbor, “But I don’t want these things. I just want him to get a job!”
Good design is about empathy. When you create something, ask yourself for whom you are creating it. Whether you are building a hotel, sewing a suit, planning a party or writing a book–for whom are you doing it? If you are doing it for someone else, you must be able to empathize with that person, to step into that person’s mind and see the world the way that person does. What brings this person pleasure or pain?
International business travelers want efficiency and reliability in their lodgings but also comfort. Did the architects of that hotel in China know that? The tailor might never have worn a suit, but he had certainly worn clothing. Why was he unable to translate his own experiences to understand better the discomfort of too-narrow shoulders in his client’s jacket? And for the stay-at-home husband: did he ever wonder whether the weekend trips, the gifts, the parties, merely add to his partner’s financial burden? How did he not see that his efforts failed to make her any happier, why did he not wonder what he was missing?
You can give because it makes you feel better. Or you can give because it makes the recipient feel better. Which do you want? And if both, then in what proportions?
A good designer understands that what people want runs very, very deep. These needs and wants are rarely stated, especially not in public, especially not in work-settings. But the good designer understands people and pleasure and pain. Whether we’re talking about an easy-to-navigate website, or a convoluted instruction manual, or conveniently placed bench in a park, or finding the perfect birthday present for a loved one, design must be rooted firmly in empathy, without which it is becomes an exercise in navel-gazing.