UNSPOKEN MUSK - FRANCESCA BIANCHI

Agreements: Musks, tonka beans and iris butter
How 's your mood ? Sexy, soft and intense at the same time, flirtatious

Unspoken Musk is my personal Musk, and in the olfactory map, it's located in a region closer to humanity and sensuality.
It's an emotional muscle, because it generates almost a physical reaction when you're experiencing your deepest emotions.
Soft, velvety, persuasive, dirty, flowery, human; both innocent and sinful, the musk represents the dichotomy that defines the human being.

Perhaps daringly, I wanted to venture into a territory even more dangerous than the mere expression of a personal instance translated into perfume, that is to say, to offer my own interpretation of the <unk> raw materials <unk> - the constituent elements of a perfume composition as well as the crucial pillars of the history of perfumery.

The result of this adventure will certainly be ephemeral, because my positions and ideas on certain raw materials are multiple and change over time.
These interpretations should certainly not be regarded as a realistic reconstruction, but as the result of a transitional artistic vision.
In the myriad of possible meanings, I wanted, with Unspoken Musk, to define what the Musk evokes in me.
I wasn't looking for a realistic rendering of natural musk, which is where the inspiration comes from.
In fact, while natural musks cannot be used in perfumery, varieties of synthetic musks embrace the most disparate olfactory categories.
From <unk> clean <unk> musks in the sense of <unk> laundry <unk> (which do not arouse any artistic imagination in me, although they are pleasant in their simple functional use) to <unk> dirty <unk> musks that reach interesting interpretive excesses, these two extremes define a very wide <unk> map of musks, where everything is possible.

Unspoken Musk is the fruit of my imagination: although it is undoubtedly inspired by natural musk, it is enriched by the layering of memories, suggestions and readings about this mythical ingredient, which has been intoxicating human beings for centuries.

And as I developed this fantasy, its symbolism grew stronger in my mind: humanity, gentleness, intensity, passion.

The perfumes are as sweet as the music of pipes and strings.
As pure as the naked flesh of children, as full of peace.
like the great green meadows - and there are others, having the whole
The corrupt pride of the omnipresence of infinite things,
and frankincense, and musk, and myrrh, and amber,
Crying ecstasy of body and soul.
Charles Baudelaire, Letters to the editor

The olfactory pyramid:
Bergamote, the immortal,
Magnolia and iris butter
Other, not further worked than hot-rolled, in coils