Instead of revealing new and newest models today we would like to serve you a little sentimental journey from the past, when people had to build things by their own hand using their own head, draw blueprints, test the analog ways of reproducing music.
Hereby I present you Mr Mazurek, who before WWII designed tube radios for Philips in Poland, because one of Phlilips' main factory was also placed in Warsaw, beside headoffice situated in Eindhoven. The stories told by him about building wood cases for radios, developing top transformers, checking tubes reliability and so on took us many hours, hours of journey in time...
I Eryk Smólski had the real pleasure to interview him almost ten years ago, when he was 93 and still getting to his repair office every working day. Man of work. Man of great talent & heart - the forgotten one. After the war he began to teach electronic science and opened his own place to service the audio gear. He struggled during comunism era, having family on his own. Deep, nostalgic voice of his could be heard, when prewar Warsaw emerged from stories, the Paris of North, as europeans used to call our capitol once.
Today you can exclusively take a look at his service desk, see how everything was placed in certain way, order can be seen everywhere - this is the old school at its best! He was my dear friend. I wish there were still such true and honest people around us. Thank you.
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Hereby I present you Mr Mazurek, who before WWII designed tube radios for Philips in Poland, because one of Phlilips' main factory was also placed in Warsaw, beside headoffice situated in Eindhoven. The stories told by him about building wood cases for radios, developing top transformers, checking tubes reliability and so on took us many hours, hours of journey in time...
I Eryk Smólski had the real pleasure to interview him almost ten years ago, when he was 93 and still getting to his repair office every working day. Man of work. Man of great talent & heart - the forgotten one. After the war he began to teach electronic science and opened his own place to service the audio gear. He struggled during comunism era, having family on his own. Deep, nostalgic voice of his could be heard, when prewar Warsaw emerged from stories, the Paris of North, as europeans used to call our capitol once.
Today you can exclusively take a look at his service desk, see how everything was placed in certain way, order can be seen everywhere - this is the old school at its best! He was my dear friend. I wish there were still such true and honest people around us. Thank you.
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