PAYS DOGON

"Travel memories require very little to seep back into our lives. I can see myself standing there, browsing the outdoor market at the base of the cliff. I can taste the tart yet sweet red hibiscus flower beverage. I can smell the captive humidity of the arid soil, the exotic wood carvings of a sculpture. Such are the olfactive memories that embody Pays Dogon: textured, raw and authentic." Isabelle Michaud