This one is like piecing together a visual yet conceptual puzzle where the pieces re/appear and disappear. It moves, slyly, but it’s very downlow, almost secretive. I’m in the heartland in a field of dried straw. There are both mineral and aquatic qualities that drive this upon the thin layer of your skin. It penetrates your perception ever so deceptively. Clickplay for much more…
| Origin | England |
| Rating | 81% |
| Source | Paul Schütze Parfums |
| Soundtrack | Rapture of the Drowning by Paul Schütze (1993) |
