Delphine Thierry
This modern-day Calypso scours the mountains of Maures and Esterel in the South of France to gather the plants for her creations. Surrounded with the scents of myrtle and rose, like Erato, the muse of lyric poetry, Delphine listens to the sounds of this sun-drenched land. But her Ulysses has never left – he watches over her workshop in the enchanted garden where she blends rare spices and precious balms. She often sits and dreamily contemplates the landscape from the bluffs above Grasse looking down over the River Siagne. And as the sun sets over the scrubland, she greedily inhales the nighttime scents of wild thyme, lavender, sage and marjoram.
Olivia Giacobetti
A child of the sun and the sea, Olivia Giacobetti sometimes disappears to an island at the end of the world, the name of which is known to none. When she was a child, her photographer father would take her traveling around the world and she would hunt for ambergris tossed onto the beach by the waves or gather driftwood.
Raised in a Corsican village, she is like Circe, insular by nature, and her quest for solitude helps reestablish her inner harmony. Then she returns to her people with the spark of a new destination and a mysterious new charm in her amber gaze, clutching a scrap of paper scrawled with the recipe for a new elixir.
Thomas Fontaine
He leaves at first light to walk the forests of the Sologne, this land of sorcerers and spells where he was born. Like Imhotep of Egypt, Thomas Fontaine is an architect of scents. He assembles his creations slowly, echoing the gestures of his ancestors, stonecutters of the Berry, who built cathedrals during the Middle Ages.
Great care and attention is paid to finding the right balances and harmonies, and he infuses his potions with light and color. Everything is done with absolute intent as he concocts his compositions like the ancient masters; creations that will last an eternity.
Serge Mansau
Like Hephaistos, God of fire and volcanoes, Serge Mansau was a blacksmith. But his material of preference was glass, the most unpredictable matter of all. He soon mastered it like a magician and started creating fragrance bottles for brands like ours. His art is often influenced by nature. Leaves and branches picked while wandering across the country turn into fabulous creations in his skillful hands, with shattered crystals bringing the strange light of cosmic gems. Now and forever, the great primitive sculptures he creates remain, the silent and still witnesses of his dreamy peregrinations.
