Oh good. It was nice being contacted out of the blue simply because the journalist got drawn into the perfume world based on the writing she discovered in a book shop – because that was my main hope when I wrote Perfume in the first place – I wanted to create a kind of Alice In Wonderland experience.
This truly was an Alice experience for me….no, not what you wrote, but what I found so unexpectedly on the Slowdown site. The description of the papier d’Armenie perfumed papers, which I used as a poor student to perfume my world of bedsits, cheap hotels and tents. I had completely forgotten about the amazing pleasure they gave me a lifetime ago….These days my perfumed pleasures are more expensive!
Really well done, dear Neil. God, I could read this kind of thing, your thought processes, for days. It’s so energizing and yet paradoxically soothing somehow. I know we feel a great affinity with you, and with each other, and this really underscores that magical connection. And as you alluded, scent itself is a communicator, allowing us to have a shared experience. When you talk of Vol de Nuit, I KNOW exactly what you mean. The notes, the composition, the emotions it stirs, just as if I was listening to Bach here in Robert’s Creek as you were describing one of his solo cello pieces.
And. Can we talk about those sideburns?! Perfection.
Glad you liked it R – I wondered if I was just repeating myself!
As for the sideburns….well, they have just kind of happened, as I haven’t had a hair cut since the beginning of 2020 – I just kind of snip at it once in a while – and I found that I liked having them!
I mean definitely until those that associate the scent with us are also no more, but some people, as you know, literally ARE their perfume in your mind – whether it be for good or bad reasons (like your Vent Vert): nothing else attaches its way into your deepest psyche like that combination of someone and their scent: it’s almost as if you have physically internalized them; drunk them into your own body. Quite potent, quite intimate.
I think when studying existentalism at university I got stuck on this tedious idea that we are all totally separate from each other and utterly alone (true in many ways, I know but), trapped inside our own bodies and skulls without the capacity to know what anyone else is really thinking or feeling, but as I have got older and understood the power of empathy and intuition, telepathy even – I think perfume feeds into all of this as it literally, physically connects you, like an invisible thread between one entity and another.
Great insights! I enjoyed reading this.
Oh good. It was nice being contacted out of the blue simply because the journalist got drawn into the perfume world based on the writing she discovered in a book shop – because that was my main hope when I wrote Perfume in the first place – I wanted to create a kind of Alice In Wonderland experience.
This truly was an Alice experience for me….no, not what you wrote, but what I found so unexpectedly on the Slowdown site. The description of the papier d’Armenie perfumed papers, which I used as a poor student to perfume my world of bedsits, cheap hotels and tents. I had completely forgotten about the amazing pleasure they gave me a lifetime ago….These days my perfumed pleasures are more expensive!
I read and enjoyed that piece as well and really craved some papier d’armenie: very appealing indeed.
Really well done, dear Neil. God, I could read this kind of thing, your thought processes, for days. It’s so energizing and yet paradoxically soothing somehow. I know we feel a great affinity with you, and with each other, and this really underscores that magical connection. And as you alluded, scent itself is a communicator, allowing us to have a shared experience. When you talk of Vol de Nuit, I KNOW exactly what you mean. The notes, the composition, the emotions it stirs, just as if I was listening to Bach here in Robert’s Creek as you were describing one of his solo cello pieces.
And. Can we talk about those sideburns?! Perfection.
Glad you liked it R – I wondered if I was just repeating myself!
As for the sideburns….well, they have just kind of happened, as I haven’t had a hair cut since the beginning of 2020 – I just kind of snip at it once in a while – and I found that I liked having them!
I also loved the idea of scents associated with us that allow us a kind of immortality.
I mean definitely until those that associate the scent with us are also no more, but some people, as you know, literally ARE their perfume in your mind – whether it be for good or bad reasons (like your Vent Vert): nothing else attaches its way into your deepest psyche like that combination of someone and their scent: it’s almost as if you have physically internalized them; drunk them into your own body. Quite potent, quite intimate.
I think when studying existentalism at university I got stuck on this tedious idea that we are all totally separate from each other and utterly alone (true in many ways, I know but), trapped inside our own bodies and skulls without the capacity to know what anyone else is really thinking or feeling, but as I have got older and understood the power of empathy and intuition, telepathy even – I think perfume feeds into all of this as it literally, physically connects you, like an invisible thread between one entity and another.