In the world of Pascale Monvoisin, colors have a gentle, distinctive patina. The designer loves monochromes and muted shades. She spontaneously moves towards colors that please her, without worrying about classic beauty standards.
Every single stone she uses was selected by her, one by one. She often jets off to Jaipur to choose the turquoise, tourmaline, labradorite, moonstone, and even diamonds that mingle in her creations. The common denominator is gold: a trusted, stable, comforting metal. Antique jewelry is an integral part of her world. She admires their lines, colors, their patient structural work.
Pascale Monvoisin may very well have lived her life without ever creating jewelry. At first glance, nothing destined her for it. And yet, upon closer inspection, everything prepared her for it. Her childhood marked by Andalusian origins, the light from that region, a grandfather who introduced her to flamenco, a grandmother who sewed beautiful gowns for herself before Pascale’s astounded gaze. And the clinking of her mother’s jewelry.
As an adult, she has flown around the world innumerable times. She was chief purser on long-haul flights. When she wasn’t in the air, she could be found taking in the works of Rothko, Basquiat, Bacon, Manolo Valdés, and Giacometti in museums and exhibits all over the world. She wandered antiques shops, admiring objects that had a history all their own, and the handiwork of the craftsmen who made them.
Eventually, she too felt the unstoppable drive to create. She painted for years. It wasn’t enough. She sculpted. She made furniture and light fixtures. Creating objects with her own two hands was a vital need. Her love of gemstones and her instinctive search for sensuality sealed her fate. She discreetly apprehended the material, exploring the mineral world little by little to create a singular dialogue with the skin. Before she could even realize it, Pascale Monvoisin had become a jewelry designer.