WELCOME
Here you will find a brief snapshot of who I am and how I see the world
Here you will find a brief snapshot of who I am and how I see the world
ABOUT
French-American, I grew up outside of Washington DC, am currently based in New York City, and recharge with family in Barcelona.
After studying development economics at Harvard, I worked in strategy consulting at Deloitte and advised the World Economic Forum on high-profile multi-stakeholder projects in regenerative agriculture and impact investing. More recently, I received a master's degree in sustainable textile supply chains and consulted for top Italian companies in the luxury fashion sector.
I’m an analytical systems thinker bridging strategy and aesthetics—mapping supply networks by day, and enjoying street photography, interior design, culinary experimentation and the occasional poem by night.
Work
Education
BLOG
Deconstructing complex topics into actionable insights
PHOTOS
Shining light on beauty, found everywhere
Shining light on beauty,
found everywhere
isabella stewart gardner museum
ascoli piceno
light
sway
feet
isabella stewart gardner museum
gondolas
curtains
chairs
isabella stewart gardner museum
sway
gondolas
ascoli piceno
feet
curtains
light
isabella stewart gardner museum
chairs
isabella stewart gardner museum
gondolas
feet
light
chairs
sway
ascoli piceno
curtains
isabella stewart gardner museum
POETRY
Contemplating on this journey we call life
on powerlessness
06/16/2025
The time has come. uninvited night showed up at my doorstep to strip me of my armor I once thought impenetrable Yet now somehow I break I unravel scattered and wide open laid bare to the moon In my trembling nakedness I grasp at the branches I’ve clung to in past storms and hide behind the familiar masks I’ve put on when the truth has stung too hard My poor soul is unaware that no force of will no matter how fast it runs will mend these cracks But I will quickly learn as my mind stirs and my grip aches I cannot fix my way out of this All I can do is lay down my arms beneath the stars cast my sorrow into the wind’s care and give myself away to the night air This too shall pass.
on liminality
06/15/2025
When your past story has run its course and no longer shines with the same warm light and your future once just down the familiar road ahead has now faded you may find yourself adrift in a sea of both finality and possibility outstretched between the dusk of your dimming past and the dawn of your unwritten tomorrow this eerie, formless threshold where shadow meets light and time holds its breath this space is your portal to the other side you may plant seeds and water your soil but the real key to your beyond lies in listening to its silent whispers.
on seasons
07/16/2025
it is essential to know which season you are in and to welcome it fully live it wholly even when it aches to do so even when your mind has other plans even when your every instinct says resist for just as spring always waits around the corner of winter your turning will come in due time practice recognizing whether it is your season of hibernation or harvest of gathering or letting go and embrace it while it lasts for soon you may find yourself pining for what has passed just as the land must lie fallow to renew its hidden richness so too must you allow yourself to rest to empty to trust the natural rhythm shaping your unfolding there will be seasons to weep seasons to rejoice and over time you may come to see that each is as necessary each as precious each bearing its own quiet grace after all would you know the meaning of light if night never fell upon your day?
on powerlessness
06/16/2025
The time will come when the night shows up at your doorstep uninvited to strip you of your armor you once thought impenetrable Yet now somehow you break you unravel scattered and wide open laid bare to the moon In your trembling nakedness you grasp at the branches you’ve clung to in past storms and you hide behind the masks you’ve put on when the truth has stung too hard Your poor soul is unaware that no force of will no matter how fast it runs will mend these cracks But you will quickly learn as your mind stirs and your grip aches you cannot fix your way out of this All you can do is lay down your arms beneath the stars cast your sorrow into the wind’s care and give yourself away to the night air This too shall pass.
on liminality
06/15/2025
When your past story has run its course and no longer shines with the same warm light and your future once just down the familiar road ahead has now faded you may find yourself adrift in a sea of both finality and possibility outstretched between the dusk of your dimming past and the dawn of your unwritten tomorrow this eerie, formless threshold where shadow meets light and time holds its breath this space is your portal to the other side you may plant seeds and water your soil but the real key to your beyond lies in listening to its silent whispers.
on seasons
07/16/2025
it is essential to know which season you are in and to welcome it fully live it wholly even when it aches to do so even when your mind has other plans even when every instinct says resist for just as spring always waits around the corner of winter your turning will come in due time practice recognizing whether it is your season of hibernation or harvest of gathering or letting go and embrace it while it lasts for soon you may find yourself pining for what has passed just as the land must lie fallow to renew its hidden richness so too must you allow yourself to rest to empty to trust the natural rhythm shaping your unfolding there will be seasons to weep seasons to rejoice and over time you may come to see that each is as necessary each as precious each bearing its own quiet grace after all would you know the meaning of light if night never fell upon your day?
on powerlessness
06/16/2025
The time will come when the night shows up at your doorstep uninvited to strip you of your armor you once thought impenetrable Yet now somehow you break you unravel scattered and wide open laid bare to the moon In your trembling nakedness you grasp at the branches you’ve clung to in past storms and you hide behind the masks you’ve put on when the truth has stung too hard Your poor soul is unaware that no force of will no matter how fast it runs will mend these cracks But you will quickly learn as your mind stirs and your grip aches you cannot fix your way out of this All you can do is lay down your arms beneath the stars cast your sorrow into the wind’s care and give yourself away to the night air This too shall pass.
on liminality
06/15/2025
When your past story has run its course and no longer shines with the same warm light and your future once just down the familiar road ahead has now faded you may find yourself adrift in a sea of both finality and possibility outstretched between the dusk of your dimming past and the dawn of your unwritten tomorrow this eerie, formless threshold where shadow meets light and time holds its breath this space is your portal to the other side you may plant seeds and water your soil but the real key to your beyond lies in listening to its silent whispers.
on seasons
07/16/2025
it is essential to know which season you are in and to welcome it fully live it wholly even when it aches to do so even when your mind has other plans even when every instinct says resist for just as spring always waits around the corner of winter your turning will come in due time practice recognizing whether it is your season of hibernation or harvest of gathering or letting go and embrace it while it lasts for soon you may find yourself pining for what has passed just as the land must lie fallow to renew its hidden richness so too must you allow yourself to rest to empty to trust the natural rhythm shaping your unfolding there will be seasons to weep seasons to rejoice and over time you may come to see that each is as necessary each as precious each bearing its own quiet grace after all would you know the meaning of light if night never fell upon your day?
CONTACT
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Location
New York City, US
Barcelona, Spain
Paris, France
New York City, US
Barcelona, Spain
Paris, France
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