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Zabriskie Point
I see a mansion in the Arizona desert exploding. From several angles the building is blown out of the rock, over and over again, to an ecstatic wave of early Pink Floyd fire, rocks, windows and stones fly in slow motion in all directions. Then a refrigerator also detonates, floating symbols of the consumer society with the rubble, turkey, Kellogg's Cornflakes and Wonderbread. Why am I hallucinating the final sequence of Michelangelo Antonioni's "Zabriskie Point" from 1970 during the opening of "Bois Sikar"? There are gold particles in the perfume, there is Marie Salamagne's idea to create a fragrance that combines Cuban cigars in cedarwood boxes with the aroma of peat-flavored single malt whisky, which is where the name comes from, which connects the wood of whisky barrels with the Mayan term for "smoking", namely Sikar, the origin of the cigar.
At first, wood and herbs explode, nutmeg and coriander mix with guaiac in the haze of the detonation, the smoked spices with the scorching sweetness of the wood swirl like paprika chips through the dense smoke, for minutes, again and again.
As the camera pans further outwards from the core of the explosion, fragments of the dark cigars fly there, colliding with sweet Styrax drops, which lie over the tobacco like bitter honey, decompose it to tar in the heat, splash black into the desert sand, where resinous wood bursts hissingly, only in the further distance do cedar needles fuse with smoky vetiver and flicker ethereally green before the firmament. Then I am drawn back to the centre, the eruptions happen again. For several hours the perception swings like a pendulum along the spectrum, increasingly swallowing the extremes at the edges, the impression of paprika and the ethereal green shimmer disappear, everything becomes warmer, leaving tobacco and peat, cigar and smoke.
"Bois Sikar" is a fragrance in the tradition of creations such as "Vi Et Armis", but is closer to whiskey, tar and tobacco than the better known BeauFort, and is not quite as demanding. Nevertheless, it is not an everyday scent, even if it seems more wearable due to its lower projection. Contrary to the final sequence mentioned at the beginning, which only lasts about seven minutes, "Bois Sikar" explodes for about seven to eight hours, first arm-long, soon very close.
(With thanks to Kylesa)
At first, wood and herbs explode, nutmeg and coriander mix with guaiac in the haze of the detonation, the smoked spices with the scorching sweetness of the wood swirl like paprika chips through the dense smoke, for minutes, again and again.
As the camera pans further outwards from the core of the explosion, fragments of the dark cigars fly there, colliding with sweet Styrax drops, which lie over the tobacco like bitter honey, decompose it to tar in the heat, splash black into the desert sand, where resinous wood bursts hissingly, only in the further distance do cedar needles fuse with smoky vetiver and flicker ethereally green before the firmament. Then I am drawn back to the centre, the eruptions happen again. For several hours the perception swings like a pendulum along the spectrum, increasingly swallowing the extremes at the edges, the impression of paprika and the ethereal green shimmer disappear, everything becomes warmer, leaving tobacco and peat, cigar and smoke.
"Bois Sikar" is a fragrance in the tradition of creations such as "Vi Et Armis", but is closer to whiskey, tar and tobacco than the better known BeauFort, and is not quite as demanding. Nevertheless, it is not an everyday scent, even if it seems more wearable due to its lower projection. Contrary to the final sequence mentioned at the beginning, which only lasts about seven minutes, "Bois Sikar" explodes for about seven to eight hours, first arm-long, soon very close.
(With thanks to Kylesa)
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