I had made a vow to only choose French ceramic artists and then I met Helena…In this sublime Japanese restaurant at the crossroads of Portugese flavours, MIDORI in Sintra, the chef gave me a gift: he gave me the name of his ceramicist. I was literally in shock. Who is it? Who made this bowl, and this plate, and this cup…I must know…In her workshop in Estoril, Helena greets me and I am happy. She agrees to make me some pieces and send them to me in Paris. They are works of art, there is the foam of the sea, the mother-of-pearl shells, the skin of a ray, the chalk of the cliffs and the sand of the beaches…all in a bowl.
