Incense Flash Tauerville 2015

In my childhood I spent a lot of time with my grandparents in Raron in Switzerland.

The place had a very special smell: I smelled the herbs, the rock, the ice-cold water from the Bietschloch and always a hint of sheep dung. There are two churches. One is the old castle church where Rainer Maria Rilke is buried, the other was built into the mountain - a cave, so to speak. This one is called Felsenkirche. The interior of the church I have a huge memory of. The floors were laid out with a hard-wearing, rough fitted carpet - something straw-like and equipped with long wooden benches. Sometimes I would go to church during the day when it was empty.

Incense Flash smells to me identical to the smell of the empty rock church of my memory: dry, cool, incense, a little dusty but not unpleasant. The scent of the place, which was still slightly present in the church, also flashes through a little - a hint of mountain herbs and snow air.

The durability is with more than 6h with me very good, on textiles I can notice it for weeks.

But since the scent reminds me first and foremost of a very specific place, I find it incredibly difficult to assign it to people. For me, a journey into the past, but not perfume in the classic sense...