Le Savon

- 26 x 22.5 inches
- Colored pencil on paper
- Complimentary framing

You can smell the French influence from a mile away, it draws you in. It’s a well-exported culture, we can thank them for. A French bistro? Squeeze into their small round tables too close to your neighbor, and stretch your head as you attempt to view the handwritten specials board somewhere in the distance. Then eat beautifully as you wait for the moment of dessert. A French bakery? Take a sniff down the street, and listen to the crust as they pack, also look at the lines on a Sunday morning. A French product? At times can be hard to decipher, as everyone is pretending to be one, since when did we write product information in French? Since it became profitable to be associated with the masterclass of, well, class. 

I was in Tokyo when I found this soap. Saying absolutely nothing about the quality of Japanese products (much more on that later), coming across a French ‘delicacy’ keeps its impact. The packaging is a present, the details appear heritage, the experience of unboxing is a delight and to take this full circle: the smell… You can smell the French influence from a mile away.