Many of you will surely know Bob Ross. He was that charming American with the wonderful hair, he painted wet-on-wet, and his pictures and his technique are simply beautiful to me.
Bob always said that you can't do anything wrong when painting, everyone would do it differently, and everything would thus be right. I even tried it once, but my kind of art reflects a different understanding and had a slightly surreal touch of a forest fire after a comet impact with a mud fight of the sea creatures!
I always loved watching him when the reruns were on TV, as he painted an inviting beach, an island, a clearing in the woods... and everything looked so magically simple.
And with so many pictures, I always thought: Nooo Bob, don’t do it, because I knew exactly what would happen:
in a picture that was perfect for me, he would then paint happy little friends, there were trees, bushes, whatever.
And I always thought, put the brush down Bob, don’t do it, nooo there doesn’t need to be a happy little bush, it will be overloaded, just leave it as it is.... But Bob never listened to me (of course, they were recordings...)
What does this have to do with the scent of Juliette Has A Gun, the Liquid Illusion?
Let me tell you!
So now I come to the scent! I was lucky to be part of the sharing that the wonderful BlueValkyrie organized. Thank you once again! I was so excited about the scent! And I was (almost) not disappointed!
It is a sweet, fluffy almond dream, yes indeed.
Gentle, caressing, alluring, and yes, a bit erotic. A wonderfully powdery, not at all dry iris comes along and rounds out the scent, simply beautiful on the skin, and a pleasant sigh escapes my mouth. You lean back in your chair and just enjoy. As if Bob were painting a picture. Such a painting always takes a little time; you don’t just throw it onto the white canvas.
Now let’s say the scent lasts 6-8 hours on the skin (and it does). About halfway through, however, there is something that bothers me a bit. Is it the tuberose? The interplay of the individual fragrance notes on my skin? I don’t know... you slide around in the chair and think: nooo, stay like this, there’s nothing to change! Bob paints an iris and something appears in the scent that bothers me. Whether Bob paints happy little tuberoses... tuberoses... whatever, you slide to the edge of the chair, furrow your brow, and think: it started so wonderfully, it was clear it wouldn’t stay like this!
PUT THE BRUSH DOWN BOB!!!
There’s something ticking in the scent that I don’t like at halftime; I can’t say it any other way.
However, Bob keeps painting undeterred, and the scent then becomes cuddly warm in the base, and the iris is still there. When you look at the picture, you want to scratch off the little bush/shrub/whatever next to the iris and the almond with your fingernail, but that’s not possible.
You slide back in the chair and view the overall (art)work from a distance (I even put on my glasses for that). But take your time with it, observe it from different perspectives, see light and shadow, consider individual components that are sometimes not so perceptible, and linger for a while to then absorb the scent within you.
Liquid sensory illusion. Maybe something is deceiving me about the scent, bringing forth something I hadn’t thought of, whatever. A truly wonderful almond-iris scent with hints of warm tonka bean, it warms the heart wonderfully on colder days, and it should be tried in the summer.
It is and remains very close to the skin, the sillage is rather subtle, and the longevity could be a bit better, although there have been others that quickly sought the exit on my skin. Bob paints, so to speak, with half strength, uses less color, lightens everything up a bit,... so to speak. He washed the brush too early...
A truly beautiful scent, I like to wear it. However, for the price, the sillage and longevity are too low for me.