SOGNI

Where am I? Am I still dreaming or is it reality? Meo Fusciuni Sogni tells about that moment suspended between dream and real life, that moment when our mind and heart are still in a faraway place and we feel lost, confused, as if suspended.

With Dreams I told my love for Japan, memories of past travels, my passion for Kawabata’s literature, Kurosawa’s films, and bonsai trees. I tried to tell a new story with a warm woody perfume, my Japanese dream.
One day, a long time ago, I thought and dreamed of being able to create a perfect woody perfume, where the different woods would tell the story of time, the flow of life itself, again a challenge, a perfume that could be unique, exciting and engaging. Sogni is the realization of my desire, an immediate experience, incredibly close to reality and the nature of things. Aesthetic devotion to nature.

The opening of Dreams is a Tatami wood and Japanese Pine needles, we are in an ancient ryokan in Kyoto and the rain has stopped falling. A warm bowl of rice is beside us, reminding us of the simplicity of life, its purity. Attention brings to our nose the green, clear and transparent note of a bamboo forest, the flowery note of Peony is instead an emotional haiku. An instant that preludes the awakening of our soul from the dream. Finally, the lights of this dawn envelop the woody notes of Sandalwood, Cedar and from the typical Kodo ritual accord, frankincense. A journey into the beauty of Japanese harmony.

“This perfume is dedicated to my great friend, Makoto Horisaki.”

[ Dreams was conceived, created and arranged, listening at each of these stages to R. Sakamoto’s Async album and reading the works of Y. Kawabata ]