SUGAR LEATHER - UNE NUIT NOMADE

Our nomadic caravan is stretching silently. We move at the pace of dromedaries, in this almost hypnotic swing. The saddle of our guests, heated by an arrogant sun, gives off a smell of suave and delicate leather. We are approaching Al Khaluf. The landscape is almost lunar. The color of the sand has changed to a blinding white. We're getting so small in these sugar dunes.

‘Sugar Leather’ as a piece of leather covered with white sand, caramelized by the sun’s flairs. A gourmet, racé, spicy scent.