Ode to pebbles and broken slate rocks souvenirs

Most of us at some point in our lives have taken home pebbles or broken bits of slate rocks as souvenirs from the beach. The weight of them makes it so desirable to have them in your hands, to at some point either throw them back into the water or to take home. I for one am guilty of that each and every time.

This small collection is an ode to that human gesture/desire that makes us who we are, curious creatures.

Recent newbies for the month of August.

One of the many things that stood out like a sore thumb for me as a non-European living in Paris is how seriously the French take their holidays. Concordant to popular belief multiply by 100, it is still beyond words even after 8 years. I would liken it to a calm before a storm so to speak and it makes me laugh a little each time how sudden the evacuation can be. The streets are so empty you can hear a pigeon drop its poop, 9out of 10 shops are closed, services are mostly out for the whole complete month, the 'Punk à Chien' aka 'Ferals' are out from the woods, thieves are on the loose, break-ins are as popular as Deliveroo. There ain't no such thing as shift work no part-timers taking over, NADA. We're lucky that this social/historical construct does not affect me directly nor am I obligated to take my kids away. Hence, it's play time for us Minicyn and Devocite, where we put our heads down and focus on our personal projects. Here are just a few new unique pieces in the shop though I haven't forgotten. Enjoy.