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Named after my generous, joyful, and ever-sociable brother Louis, a professional baker in France, this series celebrates the quiet poetry of the morning, paying tribute to the craftsmanship of the baker and to the simple joy of savouring the day’s first rituals, where even the smallest sounds carry warmth and promise.
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Pour celui qui a l’art délicat de plaire, qui nourrit tous les appétits sans rien laisser se perdre, une main experte toujours en équilibre, chaque bouchée un bonheur, chaque plat un livre.
 
A collection of four poetic illustrations translated onto fine porcelain. ​​​Inspired by childhood memories from the soft light of Provençal mornings: When the moon still lingers in the sky, the distant sound of a rooster starts, the sun rises over the mountains, and the chapel bells echo through the village.

Porcelain crafted in Portugal, made with the same care and attention you’d expect from a small artistic atelier.
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