olfactive classification
Family
CITRUS
Subfamily
WOODY
My violin, a passion that is my obsession, one that makes me vibrate. It both punishes me and rewards me, it makes me soar and then lets me fall. The smell of wood, its feel. I caress its four strings with the bow, I press its neck firmly until notes emerge, reborn as feelings. Its touch against my neck, a forced hug, gruelling repetitions. Both of us lost in the loneliness of my room, united in the search for perfection until the melody transforms into art.
Spain
U
2019
She’s an expert at transforming the young vibrancy of the city into perfume— whether it’s a new trendy restaurant that inspire unique fragrant compositions or an art exhibition that makes her want to craft scents in certain colours.