Old Elm
The last elm on the lane, and the rooks coming home.
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Top
Bergamot, green sap
The first minute
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Heart
Iris, warm bark
Once it settles
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Base
Cedar, moss, ambrette
The drydown
The collection
A scene, not a scent
Each perfume is a place and an hour. We start on foot, on the cliffs of the far west, and we stop when the bottle agrees with the memory.
Discovery Set
Discovery Set
Six scenes, two millilitres each: find yours, and the set pays for itself. £24 back as a single-use code in the parcel, on a 50 ml or 100 ml bottle within 90 days.
£24
The atelier
Made in small batches, in a granite building that once dried fishing nets
Every bottle is filled, labelled and boxed by hand in Penzance, a few hundred at a time.
Journal
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The cliff path at noon
Why gorse smells of coconut, why it does not, and why we only pick it in the hottest hour of the day.
The cliff path at noon
Why gorse smells of coconut, why it does not, and why we only pick it in the hottest hour of the day.
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The hour after rain
Slate roofs, wet granite and the mineral quiet that follows a Cornish shower: taking the hour after rain apart, note by note.
The hour after rain
Slate roofs, wet granite and the mineral quiet that follows a Cornish shower: taking the hour after rain apart, note by note.
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September in the hedgerows
Blackberries, bramble leaf and purple fingers: an evening's picking in the lane behind the loft, and what we carry home from it.
September in the hedgerows
Blackberries, bramble leaf and purple fingers: an evening's picking in the lane behind the loft, and what we carry home from it.