Notes — the journal
From the organ room.
Written between trials, when a material earns a page or a conviction needs defending. Published when finished, never on Tuesdays just because it is Tuesday.
The dawn harvest
Why Grasse jasmine is picked before the sun touches it, and what four hundred flowers weigh in the hand.
Heavier at the bottom, on purpose
Ballast, ritual, and the small ceremony of setting a bottle down like you mean it.
In defence of indole
The molecule polite perfumery keeps apologising for, and why we leave every gram of it in.
Obituaries for eleven perfumes
Short, honest eulogies for the compositions that were good — and not good enough. №7 still hurts.
What the year of silence does
Twelve months in glass, checked monthly: a maturation diary of Nocturne batch XIV, with confessions.
How to apply extrait (you're overdoing it)
Two touches, never rubbed, and the case for the collarbone over the wrist. Gentle corrections from Inès.
