Patisserie

These worlds of sugar, light and impossible pastries are a homage to my father, who was a pastry chef.

What his hands shaped in dough and cream, imagination carries into another sky. Cakes become islands. Pastries become palaces. The warmth of an oven reaches across time.

Let sweetness hold a memory.
Let craft become wonder.

For my father
whose hands made something beautiful
from the simplest things.