TUTTOThe Neroli essential oil has a flowery, intense and bright scent. Among the most precious essential

oils, we have Iris with its intense earthy and talcum tinge. The Vanilla is extremely regressive,

comfortable and reassuring, a sweet and intense note reminding us of fresh baked sweets.

Notes: floral white flowers, freesia, orange blossom orris, musky, powdery, vanilla.

NIENTEThe rice Milk has an enticing and sensual trace, an absolute and bright feeling of candour. The Wood of Cashmere has an amber, bright, soft and enticing scent. Its essential oil, among the most ancient in the art of perfumery, matches the oriental notes

with its unmistakable soft and sensual mood. Notes: woody amber, nutmeg, leather accord, rice milk, linen, cedar leaf cashmere wood, cedar wood,

sandalwood, musk.

Tutto e Niente

I am everythingI come from the earth and i want everything

I am the rolling and sweeping stoneI am the scream that fills the void

I am the birth that changes lifeI am the blood that runs the veins of the world

and the deep embrace of flesh.

I am nothing.I speak with my silenceI love with my absence

I am the fleeting momentI am the weight of smoke

I am a smile lost in the windwith no rebellion or soul.

The originEmotions through time … in the fabric of soul... blood.

Liquid projections of a thought... of a need

The rush of a handCarelessness in speech

the delay in daringestrangement of the unseenthe alarmism of the senses.

Moods, perceptions that blood renders, consumes and repurposes through the body gifting essence with a heart.I set off from the heart, muscle, flow, spring... I set off from everything to find nothing, I listened to nothing to know where

everything lay, everything of the soul, of this voyage, of this flow.Extraordinary means still being unconscious of what is everything and what is nothing in the SOUL, but alas from somewhere,

in a centrifugal voyage i had to start...I wanted to underline the seasons, winter, summer, fall and spring, I tried to create two mixable items, I wanted them elegant, as

I consider the soul to be.The first work, summer, was about Neroli, about the elegant atmosphere of the garden, I wanted to relive the peace, the fleeting

moment before speech, the moment before developing into everything, or before fading into nothing. The heart, the beat is white...

it's Orange in Flower, it's Fresia, the Head is slightly bitter, and green, while the base is sensibly sweet.The following step is to create a different heat than summer, to enclose the Soul and observe it, feed it: I am coming to

understand the peculiar coincidences happening between leather and nuts, between rice and cashmere wood, and the heart?... an unrecognizable jasmine, locked in the soul.We must teach our Soul calm before speech.

We must feed our Soul, before enstrangement.And the senses?... they are between everything and nothing.

Meo Fusciuni