Joanna Klimas Atelier Warsaw on ul. Nowolipki 2, last 4 from her lookbook
While in exile in Warsaw for the past week, I decided to take up on Polish designer Joanna Klimas‘ invitation to drop by her atelier. Everyone’s all WHAT EXILE!? Not literally, they didn’t shove me on a boat. Apparently it looks like I need to be reminded every now and then that, despite the fact that I spent my entire life in Europe, my technical anchor is in South Korea, therefore I must float around (My carbon footprint the size of an obese dinosaur). So when I go home to Warsaw, my passport gets a ‘tourist’ stamp. They really should include a complimentary ticket of a tourbus around my house.
Enough visa moaning, I must’ve told the story about 21 times the past week. The current problem is not as simple as it sounds, but as long as I get to leave and return on my own terms, it’s fine, right? BUT THE ONLY VISA I WANT TO DEAL WITH IS THE MAGIC PLASTIC CARD TYPE.
The atelier of Joanna Klimas was a collection of spaces: The studio, showroom, a small café and a small personal library. Her latest collection, inspired by aesthetics of Polish folk art was mostly unavailable, but her classic line carried a similar sense of tasteful quirkiness and twists. I also wouldn’t mind driving 40 minutes to the atelier to have a cuppa on the frosted glass-floored upper level…
Thank you Gregorz for showing me around!