Having brought up impressions of orange flower and toilet water and shaves, we continue…regular readers of this blog know about the writer’s desperate orange flower trials and the various failures ranging from donkey poo to aqua de nada or waste of treasures. And this post deals with how inspiration can work its way through.
Orange flower is tricky to work with. What is intoxicating clean and clear turns into mud and a puddle after monsoon in eastern Asia. At least in my hands, except for the eau d’épices in all its variations, where I used a lot of spices. As a matter of fact, what follows is somewhere related
Every year, for X-mas, I make soaps for friends, pumped up with clementine, red mandarine, and a hint ambergris.
How the two fit together? I realized that in the soap might be one answer to my orange flower conundrum. An aspect of being clean and clearness.
Thus, I started a while ago, working on a fragrance with a “running title” mandarines ambrées, as the soap runs under this title, keeping one line of thought coming from the soap: Mandarines, ambergris, and extending it towards….orange flower! Juhee.
Without even thinking to touch its clean aspects (yep…soap) and keeping a clarity that runs all the way down into the base of the fragrance. Like meeting this guy and looking into eyes that tell you everything, a book open to read. From a chemistry point of view: Irisone, aurantiol, lilial, ambroxan, ambreine, C12, hydrocinnamaldehyde, to name a few.
I was looking for a picture this morning that might explain this clear aspect, and I run over the picture of the lenses of the San Diego Light Tower, seen autumn 2008.
Picture: Lense of the light tower in San Diego Cabrillo National Monument, seen 2008, October by Andy