"We love adventure because it makes us feel alive".
PLATADEPALO was created in 2004 by Nicolás López Goñi, a photographer and publicist.
Nicolás, with his imaginative talent, with his ability to recreate stories, he invents a character, James Carson, Irish, adventurer and navigator.
And, obviously the identity of PLATADEPALO emanates from James Carson Legend, from the life of Carson and his crew, from those who, far from the security, accept the challenge of life…
Chapter, after chapter, the Legend of James Carson is still alive, appearing as the backdrop of the brand, its development and growth. Some of these chapters have been used as a briefing for some of the collections.
Because of his strong adventurous spirit, always alive and in continuous development, new chapters, other product lines will be developed in Platadepalo; fresh ideas, new values, other horizons to discover, new seas to navigate.
| "The passengers, at the stern end of the ship watched as the city disappeared into the distance. At the other end, a young, kind and energetic looking man stood smiling all alone"|| "Juan de Mengíbar never seemed to be in a hurry; neither was he a bad-tempered sort. Nothing could affect his calm state or his half smile, whether it be time dragging itself out, a bad storm or even malaria"|| "For the next few days, guided by Neha, Carson and his crew trekked to the mountains. One night, as the sun was going down, they stopped at a bamboo forest. It was an essential duty for all those who made that expedition"|
| "The legend continues. James and his friends, Juan de Mengíbar, Escarrabelli and Merlone continue their adventures on the sea; a sea full of surprises that will take them to the very limit.”|| "My dear brother, Lord Brian Carson has died. One morning he never woke up. I couldn’t call him my father; he wasn’t one. The tears shed were never because of pain."|| "Over there walk various groups of professional bandits who take advantage of the natives’ innocence, removing from the islands valuable pieces in exchange for little or nothing."|
| "It was 1901, the year Juan was seventeen. In Cordoba, calendars only recorded the turn of the century. The city remained steadfast: lively, stoic and traditional, yet somehow endowed with an undeniable skill for mockery."|| "The fumaroles were visible at close range while Mount Bromo’s vent exhaled a cloud of smoke that darkened the horizon."|| "All of a sudden, the noise of the market died down. A palanquin, carried by four bearers and adorned with a brocade, emerged. A silky gold-embroidered curtain waved rhythmically to the tempo of the bearers, protecting the occupant from prying eyes. "|
| "The mayor’s wife wrote a long poem about the lovers and even organised a club of young ladies and men to set up a performance. The lovers’ tomb turned into a pilgrimage site where groups arrived from all over the region."|| "Darkness fell, but the map was clear and the distances were well calculated. The yawning mouth of the cave gaped before Carson’s eyes like a void in the landscape. "|| "The trip to Tahiti was uneventful and placid, the Pacific opened up before them like the broad back of a sleeping animal, tame under the clouds, sprinkled with islets. They made a stopover in Tahiti and the Frenchman led them to his house."|
| "The sun began to beat down; they would replenish the supplies in the hold then return to where Neha was. With her in mind, the lilt of those early days has been replaced by a new manner of moving about, unhurried, deliberate, somewhat absorbed, concentrated, careful. Neha was with child. Both of them expected it."|