VIOLE NERE - MEO FUSCIUNI

<unk> Violeta a primavera tells the story of the flower of the soul <unk>

What 's wrong ?

It is a place in which my thought finds refuge, in which I sit in the world, in which I read aloud my poetry at the beginning of March, while the violet prime of the year emerges from the still frozen ground. What a place is the garden of my soul. In Viole Nere I confront the theme of the absence and the blackness in which I hide my being, I abandon my mind, where the word becomes a mascot to whom I read my spirit, and where poetry becomes a form of invocation.

I chose to tell a new story that has the scent of a black viola.

Viole Nere was born from my desire to tell the story of my love for the garden, as a physical and spiritual place, as a mirror of my conscience.

I did it interpreting the famous Violetta, an austere and delicate flower, but with a strong character.

La mia Violetta tells the story of the March morning, when the earth is still wet and cold, bathed by the late winter and the first light of spring illuminates the meadow.

I wanted to modernize the tradition, to find the balance between the Cypriot, fruity and legnose notes. The crisp note of the Cassis told the freschezza of that morning, the Vetiver Agreement, Patchouli and Incenso brought us back to the land, to our roots. The Violetta, the Iris and the Fiorito Agreement are the emotion, the light, the elegance. A contemporary classic, a Violetta in the 20s of the new century.

Viole Nere was conceived, created and arranged, listening to in ognuna di queste fasi the album The Angel and the Dark River dei My Dying Bride e leggendo the poetry of Mariangela Gualtieri