In thirty-one years of existence, we’ve already lost a lot of feathers,
enough to make a long “Museum” chapter in the tiles section, with everything we’ve done and no longer do.
A mismatch with the times, no doubt, or even an attempt to exist against the grain
that was present from the beginning. At the same time, it’s also what made us so charming!
A contradiction balanced on a tightrope that finally broke.
After the brutal liquidation process, the time has come to rebuild a project to salvage what was possible
to continue this heritage of creations and artisanal expertise.
We have lost a few more feathers, but we are starting again with confidence, strong in our past, more modestly,
with a catalog stripped down to its most unique aspects.
The paint, of course, the exact same colours and the same ultra-matte finish,
but better since it’s bio-sourced. The wrought iron, still made in a small, rudimentary workshop on the sidewalk in Marrakech,
a long-standing collaboration with a craftsman and his son
who have managed to bring my designs to life, even sublimating them. The “hand-painted” tiles,
even more personal since they’re painted solely by me.
We’re not talking about growth, we’re talking about existence, peaceful if possible.
June 10, 2025