Winter is the season of nuances and semitones. Unlike in summer, nature doesn’t brag with a spectacular and overpowering color palette, she applies a different strategy to capture our attention. Just like a skillful speaker lowers his voice to make sure you listen really carefully and don’t miss a single word of his wisdom, the natural world tones done sound and sight encouraging a more acute awareness in us to discover a host of beauty and variety. And when the snow falls all is covered with a soft thick blanket, smoothing out all corners and edges and finally dampening the noise of the world so we can easily tune in to the delicious music inside of us.
What a perfect frame of mind to enjoy the beauty of perfumery, taking in every note and detail! For our 2020 WINTER EscENTIALS photographer duo Nocera&Ferri teamed up with set designer Maya Angeli to celebrate six carefully selected fragrances in a series of mesmerizing images of sensuous minimalism.
SET DESIGN: Maya Angeli
RETOUCHING: Nicole Frost
Listen to the music within!
6 carefully selected fragrances for your winter season.
01. Ormaie: Toï Toï Toï
in a world of one color
the sound of wind.
—Winter Solitude by Matsui Basho
02. Filippo Sorcinelli: Nebbia Densa
Today we woke up to a revolution of snow,
its white flag waving over everything,
the landscape vanished,
not a single mouse to punctuate the blankness,
and beyond these windows.
—Snow Day by Billy Collins
PERFUMER: Filippo Sorcinelli
03. Nasomatto: Blamage
In We say Next time we’ll go away,
But then the winter happens, like a secret.
—At the Solstice by Haus O’Brian
PERFUMER: Alessandro Gualtieri
04. Memoize: Temperantia
It snowed and snowed, the whole world over,
Snow swept the world from end to end.
A candle burned on the table.
—Winter Night by Boris Pasternak
PERFUMER: Christian Provenzano
05. Laboratorio Olfattivo: Nirmal
Crisply the bright snow whispered,
Crunching beneath our feet.
—A Winter Bluejay by Sara Teasdale
PERFUMER: Rosine Courage
06. BDK Parfums: Gris Charnel
It reaches to the fence,
It wraps it, rail by rail,
Till it is lost in fleeces;
It flings a crystal veil.
—It Sifts from Leaden Sieves by Emily Dickenden
PERFUMER: Mathilde Bijaoui
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