“Dreams are my source, my shepherd’s staff, my island.
On my window ledge, a quill.
In the depths of a shell, the sea.
At the foot of a cliff, marcasite.
The luck of the draw…
Beauty is everywhere, in shared moments and chance encounters,
that with Olivier dates back to our childhood,
his passion has come a long way…
Elegant and refined, his luxury is the emergence of sobriety
in architecture, which allows natural light to turn within it.
The best place is where time is suspended,
where magic happens…”