LUCE - MEO FUSCIUNI

Poetry cycle

I always thought that life could have a balance of the soul, a balance that is difficult to find, but that exists. I tried to describe the scent of this balance, as an olfactory architecture of light, silence and nature. I gathered bright green notes, leaves of tall trees, I gathered light wood and tobacco leaves, I burned soft resins and listened in silence. I read Louis Kahn, I observed the balance of his works, I wanted calm in the architecture of the human body, like notes of plants at dawn, like wooden houses around the heart. I wanted to be happy and feel the silence, the light and the space; the silence of a new world.

"The work was born at a point 
Between a silent ideal 
and the illumination of reality, 
A place he calls the threshold, 
The meeting point between the silence 
with its will to exist, and the Light,

Generator of all the figures. 
There's a threshold to what I do.
and there's an attainment of silence, 
of a light".

It is composed of pine, tobacco, vanilla, birch, leather, sandalwood, benzoin, patchouli, amber, cedar and musk.

[The light was conceived, created and arranged by listening to the albums: Hospes dei Nenia]