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Filippo Sorcinelli
Contre Bombarde 32 - Extrait de Parfum
€ 165,00
Filippo Sorcinelli - Contre Bombarde 32 - Extrait de ParfumContre Bombarde 32 is inspired by the Bombarda, the most powerful register of the organ which produces a sound similar to that of the trombone. Due to its size it is generally positioned in the deepest part of the instrument case. The pipes are of considerable size and for this reason they ‘absorb’ layers of incense, dust, smells of waxes stratified over time.
Epicentro - Extrait de Parfum
€ 300,00
Filippo Sorcinelli - Epicentro - Extrait de ParfumThe perfume Epicentro is dedicated to the earthquake that in 2016 and 2017 plagued the Marche region - Filippo Sorcinelli’s homeland - and in particular to the town of Bolognola. The project aims at being the reaction to a terrible phenomenon that can take over our ‘normality’ in a few seconds. Becoming aware of what has happened, elaborating it and reacting through the safety of a thought linked to Beauty. Epicentro is an authentic artistic installation full of emotions that encourages you to actively enter into the work through the contained stimuli activating all the senses.
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Nebbia Densa - Extrait de Parfum
€ 130,00
Filippo Sorcinelli - Nebbia Densa - Extrait de ParfumThe inspiration of Nebbia Densa extrait de Parfum: ‘extension of a branch fallen among the wet moss and cu through by our uncertain steps among the trees that move the cathedral of mystery, with no horizon. The measure of things is lacking, the breath of the everyday life is missing, in the dark green chilled by thin clouds that reshape the shapes with a humid pride’. (Filippo Sorcinelli)
Nebbia Fitta - Extrait de Parfum
Filippo Sorcinelli - Nebbia Fitta - Extrait de ParfumThese are the words accompanying the inspiration for the perfume Nebbia Fitta: ‘where iron and stone along the river have soaked the oxygen. And this nothing becomes dusty being there, attempting a journey into the impossible and holding on to that rusty and wet support. Bring your hand close, close your eyes and listen in the silence surrounding you...’ (Filippo Sorcinelli)
Nebbia Spessa - Extrait de Parfum
Filippo Sorcinelli - Nebbia Spessa - Extrait de ParfumFilippo Sorcinelli describes his inspiration for Nebbia Spessa with these words: ‘in the invisible sea where we wander, mixing instant fear and convulsive pleasure, between salty repulsion and voluptuousness, moving the boundary of one's self that fluctuates and never stops. Smothered by a dull and distant sound that deforms and suffers, enjoys, dies and relives, always remaining a little high and suspended’.
Notre Dame - Extrait de Parfum
€ 255,00
Filippo Sorcinelli - Notre Dame - Extrait de ParfumNotre Dame extrait de parfum is dedicated to the terrible fire of the Parisian Cathedral which took place on April 15th, 2019. ‘What is the Essence of the Cathedral? We are immediately led to believe that it only has a strong smell of incense. Nothing could be more incomplete! The smell of Notre-Dame is not incense. Today, it is that moment of smoke that affects history. It is also water overflowing from the stones, descending to the sides of the organ. Today it is a glimpse of the vaults letting the light in from a naked sky. It is the smell of uninterrupted life, of an unimpaired Soul, it is a golden Cross gushing. It is the Truth moving forward’. (Filippo Sorcinelli)
Pioggia Debole - Extrait de Parfum
Filippo Sorcinelli - Pioggia Debole - Extrait de ParfumHave you ever tried to smell wet wood for the chimney? In the mountain of solitude, a gray cloud communicates me that are in someone’s hand. And he leads me by the hand where existences tear. Each verse of my poems are next to each other untouched. untouched. And the world is lost. With the falling drops I do not mark the time, I am just away from life. And I amalgamated in the dramatic sound of emotions. It rains on the void and the cry becomes matter, it breaks the silence. Voices sway. Here is the meeting, between the asphalt and its liquid footsteps drawn and which confirm the man alone, in the existential metropolis of noise. Debole. Here is the fear, of a wood that is silent suspended, amazed by the water that deceives, a generator of mold that obstructs the fire. Forte. Here is the dance in the dark, among the clouds of the solo song who wants to embrace an eternal flesh. We are lovers immersed in the drama of the other’s salty tears, e now united by the rain that mixes the smells to make them only one.
Pioggia Forte - Extrait de Parfum
Filippo Sorcinelli - Pioggia Forte - Extrait de ParfumThe inspiration of Pioggia Forte: Two bodies united in the memory of a sudden heavy shower. Two desires that embrace through the water. In the mountain of solitude, a gray cloud communicates me that are in someone’s hand. And he leads me by the hand where existences tear. Each verse of my poems are next to each other untouched. untouched. And the world is lost. With the falling drops I do not mark the time, I am just away from life. And I amalgamated in the dramatic sound of emotions. It rains on the void and the cry becomes matter, it breaks the silence. Voices sway. Here is the meeting, between the asphalt and its liquid footsteps drawn and which confirm the man alone, in the existential metropolis of noise. Debole. Here is the fear, of a wood that is silent suspended, amazed by the water that deceives, a generator of mold that obstructs the fire. Forte. Here is the dance in the dark, among the clouds of the solo song who wants to embrace an eternal flesh. We are lovers immersed in the drama of the other’s salty tears, e now united by the rain that mixes the smells to make them only one.
Pioggia Moderata - Extrait de Parfum
Filippo Sorcinelli - Pioggia Moderata - Extrait de ParfumThe inspiration of Pioggia Moderata: It’s the nostalgia of finding yourself walking in Milan while your own steps draw your emotions on the road wet. In the mountain of solitude, a gray cloud communicates me that are in someone’s hand. And he leads me by the hand where existences tear. Each verse of my poems are next to each other untouched. untouched. And the world is lost. With the falling drops I do not mark the time, I am just away from life. And I amalgamated in the dramatic sound of emotions. It rains on the void and the cry becomes matter, it breaks the silence. Voices sway. Here is the meeting, between the asphalt and its liquid footsteps drawn and which confirm the man alone, in the existential metropolis of noise. Debole. Here is the fear, of a wood that is silent suspended, amazed by the water that deceives, a generator of mold that obstructs the fire. Forte. Here is the dance in the dark, among the clouds of the solo song who wants to embrace an eternal flesh. We are lovers immersed in the drama of the other’s salty tears, e now united by the rain that mixes the smells to make them only one.
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