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à l’ombre d’Artémis 100ml

EAU DE PARFUM
Green & Lush

A free-spirited fragrance, a vibrant trail of shadow and light... ‘à l’ombre d’Artémis’ captures the mysterious aura of sacred forests, where the woody freshness of fig tree and oakmoss intertwines with the delicate softness of a barely blooming rose.

Joyful yet profound, it evokes the free and untamed spirit of the goddess of nature. 

à l’ombre d’Artémis 100ml
à l’ombre d’Artémis 100ml Sale price$218.00 USD

STORYLINE

“Woodland's edge, morning's tender light. Between mist and dew, I see the velvet floor of the forest. In the distance, a babbling stream's sweet melody ascends or perhaps it is muffled laughter that joyously transcends.”

Olfactives Notes

Top notes

Blackcurrant

Bergamot

Lily of the Valley*

Heart notes

Rose

Fig Tree*

Ambrette

Base notes

Oak Moss*

Sandalwood

Vetiver

*accords

"I wanted to translate the painting 'The Bath of Artemis', which Jean-David had told me about, into an olfactory experience. I worked on a fresh, dewy petally rose scent to evoke the wet skin of Artemis and her nymphs. A fig note and mossy woody nuances represent the forest and its velvet green carpet surrounding and protecting them from the first rays sunlight, hidden from view..."

Suzy Le Helley - PERFUMER

"I wanted to translate the painting 'The Bath of Artemis', which Jean-David had told me about, into an olfactory experience. I worked on a fresh, dewy petally rose scent to evoke the wet skin of Artemis and her nymphs. A fig note and mossy woody nuances represent the forest and its velvet green carpet surrounding and protecting them from the first rays sunlight, hidden from view..."

Suzy Le Helley - PERFUMER

The forest keeps its secrets.

Pale dawn, damp earth, the air holding its breath. You enter as you would a sanctuary with no doors, without taking, without claiming. Artemis watches where nature remains sovereign: appearing and withdrawing in the same movement.

She moves like the wind, felt, never held. A place where one breathes differently, where freedom is not learned, it is remembered.

Pale dawn, damp earth, the air holding its breath. You enter as you would a sanctuary with no doors, without taking, without claiming. Artemis watches where nature remains sovereign: appearing and withdrawing in the same movement.

She moves like the wind, felt, never held. A place where one breathes differently, where freedom is not learned, it is remembered.

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