ワルシャワの街にある、憂鬱な記憶。

Column|2026.3.23

Text_Toshinori Okada
Photo_Toshinori Okada


Warsaw’s Streets Hold Melancholy Memories.

There are many cities in the world I want to visit. Among various reasons, for me, there is the one: “because the city’s name sounds good.” One such city is Warsaw. I fell in love with the sound of “Warsaw” because I love David Bowie’s “Warszawa.” It is a simple yet profound and heavy piece of music.A city with a dignified atmosphere and a sense of solitude, much like that song. A place where the scent of the communist era—oppression and closure—lingers with a somehow heartrending air. That is Warsaw. I set off, wanting to visit the city that became the stage for “Warszawa.”
The Warsaw I arrived in was a sophisticated metropolis. After all, it is the capital of Poland, with skyscrapers and stylish boutiques. Young people were friendly and sociable. And yet, something felt strange. The cause was the “Palace of Culture and Science,” visible from everywhere. A gift from Joseph Stalin, this 44-story building was a symbol of Soviet influence.
There is a joke: “The most beautiful view in Warsaw is from the terrace of the Palace of Culture and Science, because that’s the only place you can’t see the Palace.” This structure was clearly loathed by many citizens.
After WWII, Warsaw was almost a “non-existent city,” with 85% of it destroyed. The citizens united to reconstruct it “down to the last spot” based on the paintings of Bernardo Bellotto, pre-war photos, blueprints, and human memories. Its Old Town became a World Heritage site because this unprecedented feat—rebuilding a destroyed city with such perfection based on will and memory— was highly valued. In contrast, the “Palace of Culture and Science” was built without the people’s consent. Even in today’s modern Warsaw, Bowie’s “Warszawa” flows like a basso continuo. Perhaps it is the memory of the city playing.

異様な存在感を放つ「文化科学宮殿」。

普通の街並み「染みのひとつまで再現」された。

美しく、のどかな街、ワルシャワ。