Kitsch & Huis Atelier, based in Amsterdam, is where artistic tiles are conceived, shaped, and brought to life. Located in an atmospheric and inspiring setting within the city, the atelier functions as a living space of creation where stories, symbols, and surfaces transform into tangible works of art.
More than a studio, the atelier is an open and evolving creative environment. Here, the artistic process unfolds visibly: tiles are imagined, sketched, layered, and refined. Mythological figures emerge, narratives take form, and experimentation is an essential part of everyday practice. Visitors are invited to experience works in progress and witness how each piece evolves organically from idea to object.
The atelier is guided by a continuous dialogue between classical and contemporary influences. References range from the richness of Renaissance and Baroque art to the precision of Islamic geometry, alongside modern movements such as minimalism, cubism, and abstraction. These visual languages converge on ceramic surfaces, transforming walls into storytellers and spaces into immersive artistic experiences.
Our focus lies in the creation of unique, artistic tiles one of a kind pieces that merge history, symbolism, and design into compositions with a strong narrative identity. This practice is complemented by digital illustration and the development of custom collections, each carefully designed to bring depth, character, and individuality to interiors and architectural spaces.
At Kitsch & Huis Atelier, we create and offer artistic solutions at the intersection of craftsmanship and contemporary design, including digital illustration applied to art, interiors, and spatial concepts always driven by storytelling, material exploration, and artistic expression.
Litany of My Flaws - Pita Amor
I am vain, despotic
Blasphemous, proud
Haughty, ungrateful, disdainful
Yet I still preserve my rosy complexion.
The flames of hell burn me within.
My being is made of cut glass.
I am egotistical, cold, tumultuous.
I shatter like a fragile butterfly.
I myself have built my own curse.
I am wicked, malevolent, vengeful.
My blood is borrowed and fleeting.
My thoughts are somber and taciturn.
My sinful dreams come alive at night.
I am hysterical, mad, deranged—
Yet sentenced to eternity already!
