A lifelong friend first spotted the shop and urged me to visit next time I was in Paris. I pulled up in a cab, rang the doorbell, and so it was that two strangers immediately connected. I felt the full intensity of Pauline’s energy right there. And it all goes into her pieces. I can feel tears, I can feel pain, I can feel life. So thin you’d think they were made of metal, so androgynous in form, yet her ceramics have the commanding power to anchor any room.