Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Come La Luz

Come la luz
they called it

Eat the light

- Franz Wisner in his book Honeymoon with My Brother (Kurt's the brother) talks about Venezuelan drivers running the red lights.


For those who bottle light, paint with light, write the light, I thank you for your communications and inspirations.

Wishing us all another New Year ... there are many, depending on the day.

Photo: Lompoc Luz Lura Astor

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Venutian Tides

Venus in the morning sky
as big as a car headlight.

Clouds give meaning to the word scuttling, winds move them at a pace
as fast as clicking crabs at tideline
in mating season, scuttling sideways
amid phosphorescing sands.

Seagulls' sunrise squeal,
last night's basso-vibrato -
frogs appearing after the rains.

You put it in a vial
see, hear, smell what becomes
in the sillage of your imagination.

Send some in a bottle to me and yours.

photo: Lavendar Sky Sunrise lastor

Friday, December 24, 2010

Incense Peppermint

Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind
Dead kings, many things I can't define
Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind
Incense and peppermints, the color of time

Who cares what games we choose
Little to win, but nothing to lose

Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns
Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around
Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah
Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah,
yeah, no

To divide this cockeyed world in two

Throw your pride to one side, it's the least you
can do
Beatniks and politics, nothing is new

A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view

Who cares what games we choose

Little to win, but nothing to lose

Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind

Dead kings, many things I can't define

Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind
Incense and peppermints, the color of time
Who cares what games we choose

Little to win, but nothing to lose
Incense and peppermints Incense and peppermints

Sha la la Sha la la Sha la la

- Strawberry Alarm Clock
songwriters: John Carter, Tim Gilbert
photo: lastor

Monday, December 20, 2010

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Scandal in Bon Voyage

Prime Minister Jean-Etienne Beaufort (Gerard Depardieu): Why are you here?

Viviane Denyers (Isabelle Adjani): I refuse to see the police.

Jean-Etienne: I'm not the police chief.

Viviane: No, perhaps you could call him.

Jean-Etienne: Perhaps. I'll think about it. It is Jeanne Lanvin.

Viviane: Pardon, I'm Sorry?

Jean-Etienne: Your perfume. It's Jeanne Lanvin.

Viviane: Yes ... it's ... Scandal.

Jean-Etienne: I'm very fond of it.

Viviane: You could call him now?

Jean-Etienne: Who?

Vivane: The chief of police.

- from Bon Voyage 2003, Director: Jean-Paul Rappeneau
A lovely French film, make sure to watch the director's cut.

Perfumer: Andre Fraysse 1933

Be Cool

Steve Tyler of Aerosmith: Tell me something, what was that stuff you put in our clothes?

Edie (Uma Thurman): You mean the lavender water?

Steve: Yeahhhhh. The lavender water. I'll never forget that smell. Joe Perry still talks about that ...

- from the movie Be Cool photo ©2005 MGM/UA Entertainment

- lavender processing in a cooperative; photo: G.Willemse

Molinard double-distilled Lavande edc

Molinard photos:
Lura Astor

Monday, November 8, 2010


sniff sniff

That's an interesting perfume.

It's Vicks. I have a cold.


- Hot Shots 1991

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Ambient Fragrancing

has a
long history
... campfire
for one!

Klimtfume: lastor

Friday, October 1, 2010

Froggie Went A Courtin'

These beauties, the African Clawed frog xenopus laevis have donated their eggs to science. University of Tokyo scientists used the eggs to build olfactory sensors.

"The immature eggs were harvested and then injected with DNA from fruit flies, silk moths and diamond back moths, which stimulated the eggs to produce the olfactory sensors of these insects ....the eggs basically acted as a platform for the parts of the insect DNA that have been shown in the past to be responsible for detecting gases, odors, and pheromones."

Articles here and here

Photo: Tim Vickers Xenopus laevis

Saturday, September 25, 2010

The Perfume of the Lady in Black

Le Parfum de la Dame en Noir

Written and Directed
by Marcel L'Herbier


2005 film, trailer here

There are many beautiful parfums noir in the world!

and the 1974  Il Profumo della Signora in Nero

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Autumn Alchemy


Almost tragic isn't it, autumn? But so beautiful

- Chef Giorgio Locatelli

Re-reading this line, I then came across my writings from August 2005 on
Alchimie/Rochas, Jacques Cavallier 1998

For those unfamiliar with the bottle by Serge Mansau, it is reminiscent of a magic wand in a magic pumpkin of beautiful autumnal amber-orange.

Alchimie, you bewitcher.

Alchimie, you bringer on of autumnal nostalgia, the time when land hovers, for moments at a time - into a phrase of time, the ear can hear to the horizon.
Watercolor transparencies of rust colored leaves and woods. A walk in the damp barked green forest, dark soiled, dark limbed, the wild colors of Mother Nature's last ditch attempt, before shedding into winter's serenity. The ice crackling quiet. But, first, the party!

The bee buzz around grape must. Dried golden stalks. Browns. I think of Cavallier's palettes of browns within M7, Alchimie. Woods of santal, oudh. (I hold to my 2002 prediction that M7 (Alberto Morillas & Cavallier for YSL) will have a comeback and be an even stronger seller, as it is "found again".)

Just when I fear its fruit note will sour, Alchimie veers.

It's a skin veil that hurts with its mystery. A deep inhale grounds, then on to feel the mystery of sheer watercolor autumnal silk on the skin.

This one haunts. Evokes.

I remember, Cavallier doesn't care for flowers, florals. So, in this one those notes on the palette, the florals, are used for enchantment, the beauty sleeping in the forest. Either sleeping to be eventually awakened, or, sleeping to eventually die, autumn to winter. It is the Life-Death bloom-or-fade transition that disturbs, that Alchimie captures. Fruits & Woods - flowers used as coloring, tints, hues, sheers, wind ...

Definitely a rêve, this dream state perfume. There is a vulnerability with this one, the mature sensitivity before the ice coat is worn.

It's the most beautiful day in the universe, and I am allowed to attend. It is not classic beauty, or textbook, or Hollywood film. There is overcast burning off, Mercury out of retrograde, stationary direct. A veil.

Veil of mist, veil of burn off, veil of heart yearnings, veil of sun's shine, veil of Alchimie, veil of thyme in oil on skin, summer bug repellent, Raid in the memory, citronella, nail polish remover, hair sprays, Hairnet with hair net, spider's web holding a bun.

Because of my own training in autumn nights getting darker and darker, earlier and earlier, sweating in ballet rehearsals with cold chill goosebumps and then ... a pumpkin appears ... in Cinderella during Snoopy's pumpkin patch season, I present:

Sergei Prokofiev: Slow Waltz, from the ballet Cinderella Op. 87
Piano: Vladimir Ovchinnikov
Venue: Piano Festival 2008
(performing 17 October 2010 in Bushy, Hertfordshire, England info here)

Happy Autumn Equinox! 

Illustration: Trees Lura Astor

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Smell It! in Amsterdam - 23 September 2010

Smell It
! ... exploring olfactory dimensions in contemporary art at the Stedelijk Museum, click here
Presenting recent developments in smell culture with the experience of scent
Artists: Peter de Cupere (lecture), Sue Corke/Hagen Betzwieser (art work), Valentina Hulsman
(olfactory performance).

Jim Drobnick examines the practice of distillation in contemporary olfactory art, connecting the artistic search for new ways of addressing aesthetic and political dimensions of urban experience.
His must read: here

Round Table Discussion: Peter de Cupere, Jim Drobnick, anthropologist Yolanda van Ede, Adam Tasi of SmartNose.

Moderator: Caro Verbeek, olfactory art historian. The 2 lectures will include visuals and smells provided by Aroma Jockey Dr. Perfume and visual artist VJ ED (AromaVisuals).here

In the exhibition Monumentalism: History and National Identity in Contemporary Art, Job Koelewijn presents an olfactory art work.

The Stedelijk Museum has other art works in its collection that use the sensory experience of smell, such as Edward Kienholz's The Beanery 1965.

Painting: Calm: lastor

Saturday, September 18, 2010

How Many Roses are Covered with Dew?

How much do I love you?
I'll tell you no lie
How deep is the ocean?
How high is the sky?

How many times a day do I think of you?

... how many roses are covered with dew?

How Deep is the Ocean
-Irving Berlin 1932

photo: Huntington Garden November 2009 lastor

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Parfum BIC

In 1988 BIC launched a perfume line. I did not know this, though I was around when the ad campaign Flick Your Bic! launched for their disposable lighters. It was a newly odd and memorable tagline at the time, alongside You Bet Your Bippie.

Their perfume bottles have a flick lid sprayer, like the portable, disposable, lighters. The company's name derived from founder Marcel Bich's name.

Parfum BIC® "the world’s first fine French perfume that combined high quality with affordable pricing and a stylish, portable design."

For women: Jour, Nuit
For men: BIC for Men, BIC Sport

Produced in France, introduced in Europe, North America, and some African and Middle East markets. In 1991, manufacturing and distribution of BIC® perfumes stopped in most markets, continuing in Iran where it is still manufactured and/or distributed.

Information, perfumes, bottles are welcome by this author.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Smell of Fear, Recovery, Ash, Cash, Balance

Pitti Immagine Fragranze No.8,  Florence, Italy, 10-12 September 2010, click here

Chemist, linguist, artist, scent provocateur, Sissel Tolaas of Norway presents FEAR: The FEAR of Smell vs the SMELL of Fear. 

A Saturday afternoon panel on 11 September 2010 addresses this year's Il Profumo del Futuro/The Fragrance of the Future No. 2: Olfactory scenarios for the next 12-24 months, organized by Pitti Immagine & Futuretaste, details here, titled The Smell of Recovery.

Future No. 1 addressed anthropological constants accompanying the historical-social changes in a globalized world influencing perception of odor and taste.  *note below

"Taken together, the opulence of floral scents (that peaks in the tuberose), the freshness of greenery (cut grass, essential oils, pine, rosemary, herbs of Provence), the sensuality of Middle Eastern oudh (leather, perspiration, animality), make us think of a greater propensity for optimism, extroversion and self-satisfaction, of a quest for nature and body sensations that speak to a desire to leave the crisis behind us."

We can shotgun an apple tree and it sprouts more flowers due to the stresses of imminent death. Humans breed like rabbits during war, thus war boom babies, and later big box sales. We can silence the buzz and see the dark with stars and produce lots of babies; referencing the NYC/NE Coast 1965 electrical outtage.

Knowing the pheromonic relays within perspiration, leathers and animalics, it is no wonder that these scents are back, for,
we live in a petrie dish world.

We can bomb or starve the crap out of humans elsewhere, but it still affects others in a completely different region, in our vibrating agar agar.

let's ".... speak to a desire to leave the crisis behind us."

Earth scents are nice.

Also consider which plantations, marketplaces and distribution channels open up, for these predicate which scents go to mass-market, with correct titillation/teatillation of course.

Smell of Recovery ... speaking of recovery cash ...

Spring 2010
Icelandic Sky
16,000 flights in Europe cancelled yesterday due to Icelandic ash.

I heard that in Iceland people looked up in the sky and yelled, We said Cash!

.. after last year's bankruptcy and billions of UK Sterlings deposited in Icelandic banks by UK city authorities, at high interest rates, it was one C short. Where's Vannah White (spinning for letters on Wheel of Fortune) when we need her?

Summer 2011 Iceland changes its democracy click here

Spring 2009 an ocean away, sulfurous Funky Green Imposter pleases crowds in the Green Aria Scent Opera, Guggenheim Museum, NYC, click here.


The Scent of Petrol - Smelling Aliphatic Hydrocarbons
Near the Gulf of Mexico, bumper stickers change from Drill, Baby, Drill to Spill, Baby, Spill.

Conference No. 1 addressed anthropological constants accompanying historical-social changes in a globalized world influencing perception of odor and taste.

*Includes getting used to the taste of plastic packaging in our food, unappealing textures and tastes of irradiated foods, and, genetically engineered food, such as not being able to spit a watermelon seed into desert ground and have it grow.
Seed Savers Exchange here.

... my idea of genetically modified food is more sensual

and as a child it was more along the lines of strawberries the size of oranges, honeydews the size of blueberries or watermelons, honeysuckle nectar to drink by the mouthful, and honey-chocolate kiwi. But then, I'm an artist.

Earthy ... technology balanced with gender-integrated imagination.

The Smell of Balance

and I'm not talking double books

One of India's top actors produced a film that manages to bring humor to the dark subject of 15,000-plus farmers per year, during the last 10 years, commit suicide due to genetically modified patented seeds breaking the bank and the farms.

Click here 
for the trailer.
For English, click the person on the right, then Trailer, then International Trailer.
Laugh yourself sad with Peepli.


Snakes  lastor
Blue Green Leaf  lastor
Favored Tale  lastor
Volcano tourism is real, as are tornado and ambulance chasers

photo: People Admiring the Volcano Eruption at Fimmvörðuháls, Iceland, 27 March 2010
Henrik Thorburn   Latitude: 63.632875° N Longitude: 19.433594°
photo: Philip Seymour Hoffman as a huffer in the movie Love, Liza
photo: It Takes Balance to Look at the Sky: lastor See how here

Sunday, September 5, 2010

If You're in London the Next Weeks

The Perfume Diaries

Multiple events at Harrod's
through 2 October 2010

click here and here

Fragrant Life

I wish that life should not be cheap, but sacred, I wish the days to be as centuries, loaded, fragrant.

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

1 letter difference

Photo: Smiling or Winking: lastor

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Scent of a Lion

We’re driving deep into the bush one morning when the Jeep shudders, swerves, and we go spinning off to the right.

What happened?

We nearly ran over a lion sleeping in the middle of the road. The lion sits up and stares with an expression that says, You woke me. His head is enormous. His eyes are the color of lemon-lime Gatorade.

The smell of him is a musk so primal that it makes us lightheaded.

- Andre Agassi from his beautiful book OPEN

Lion Photo: Ltshears

4 & 11 September 2010 Online Isolate Workshop

There is a lovely place in California called Carmel.

It is by the Pacific ocean.

Clint Eastwood was its mayor for some years.

Paul Anka has a home there, filled with original Andy Warhol paintings.

Perfume artist Shelley Waddington sculpts
in the medium of air, using a palette of scent molecules to bottle the fragrances and history of her native Carmel-By-The-Sea.

Offering an
online course this coming week, there may still be room to join...

The $175 (plus postage) includes a kit of natural isolate samples and reference bibliography.

Information here

Natural Isolates is a current trend in natural perfumery.

Waddington's course teaches the basics of what an isolate is, how it is produced, how to incorporate isolates into perfume compositions.

4 & 11 September 2010
includes Question/Discussion time after each session

Seating is limited

Shelley Waddington, MA
11 years as a classically trained perfumer
8 years experiences with online seminar training
holds a California Teaching Credential

photo: What Do You Sea? lastor
part of an upcoming installation

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Cocktail, Anyone?

Summer's Almost Gone

Growing up in New England, nature's four seasons clicked to distinct rhythms. As bees' buzzing died, light and leaves crisped and darkened, smells heightened from lazy towards winter sharpness.

summer's not so gone we can't enjoy a tasty Summer Cocktail inspired by garden goodies, in this case gardens in Brooklyn, New York ...

Inspiring infused recipes here at Herbal Alchemy and here at indieperfumes.

Summer's Almost Gone lyrics by The Doors
its softness and refrain haunt as season turns to season ...

Summer's almost gone
Summer's almost gone
Almost gone
Yeah, it's almost gone
Where will we be
When the summer's gone?
Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burn gold into our hair
At night, we swim the laughin' sea
When summer's gone
Where will we be
Where will we be
Where will we be
Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burn gold into our hair
At night, we swim the laughin' sea
When summer's gone
Where will we be
Summer's almost gone
Summer's almost gone
We had some good times
But they're gone
The winter's comin' on
Summer's almost gone

- The Doors

September 2, 1965 demo recording from the World Pacific Jazz Studios Los Angeles.
Rick & the Ravens - Jim Morrison - vocals, Ray Manzarek - piano/background vocals, John Densmore - drums, Rick Manzarek -guitar, Jim Manzarek -harmonica, Patricia "Pat" Hansen -bass guitar (née Sullivan; of Patty & the Esquires the band she had with Chuck Hansen whom she later married).

And, from The Doors' album Waiting for the Sun the version I grew up on

Salut! Amor! Dinero! Cheers! To You!

photo: Drink Me lastor

Monday, August 16, 2010

You Do Something To Me


Do do
that voodoo
that you do so well For you do something to me

-Cole Porter

What is it that smell does to us?

It makes us jump, it makes us happy, it makes us want to smell more, it repulses us, it intrigues, entertains, lingers, disappears, reappears, informs, dresses and undresses. It makes us want to do, to not do ...


Fireworks in a Small Town on the 34.595N Latitude: lastor

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

smile of roses

The scent of roses
has a smile on its face.

- Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
German physicist, author 1742-1799

For me, the hardest is the rose to put in a bottle.
I sniff many fantasy roses, but never a real one in the juice. They mostly smell like the rose oil, not as the rose itself.

- Vedat Ozan perfumer

photo: Lura Astor

Monday, July 19, 2010

Peace of Mind

I will wave the magic wand
for a spritz of top-shelf,
lovely, Peace of Mind ... see what happens.

Powerful top notes,
soporific middle notes and
a dry down that lingers and
reminds one of something ... but what?


Illustration: Peace of Mind Lura Astor

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Smell with the Breath of the Sky


I tien tien fung
... a sigh in the sky

from Lyall Watson's work on Winds

In the language of Tewa Indians
a 3-syllable term translated as
art or creativity means

A beautiful evocation of
the creative process

about catching the current,
breathing in, breathing out

in-spiration, breathe in spirit,
ex-halation, release it into the world

 - Robert Moss

from his book 
Dreamgates: An Explorer’s Guide to the Worlds of Soul, Imagination, and Life Beyond Death

Pastel: Wellfleet Bay Deb Dwyer

"You can’t sterilize yourself & think there won’t be consequences.”

"Well, clearly,” said (Gianfranco) Soldera (considered the single best producer of Brunello di Montalcino in the world),
“if you don’t have a nose, you can have all the customs in the world and you still won’t know a thing about food.

You need a nose with a memory.

But it’s much harder now than ever to have a nose.

We’re losing our sense of smell.

“Our nose was once the most important way we could survive. Man could smell danger before he could see it. He could tell when food was bad. With his nose, he selected the person with whom he wanted to reproduce. In the 1700s, they used to cover odors, but now we’re eliminating them. Pollution is killing our olfactory sense and then we’re finishing off the job with deodorants, shower gels, perfumed soaps. Your brain can no longer decipher what real smells are, what’s natural. You can’t sterilize yourself and think there won’t be consequences.”

- Sergio Esposito Passion on the Vine

What do you think?

Watercolor: Brushstroke In It  Lura Astor

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Roses, Vanilla, Earth

And saw roses that smelt
like the vanilla of the earth.

-Lura Astor

... awoke from this dream bit and put on Caron Rose ...


photo: Huntington Garden Rose Lura Astor

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Happy Solar Eclipse!

What's a sunny fume?

Cinnamon, honey, clover
singe, flare

Art: The Sun Behind Lura Astor

He has Very Smelly Feet

He had a great memory and never forgot an odor.

- Lyall Watson

on his childhood pet warthog, Hoover
from Warriors, Warthogs, and Wisdom: Growing Up In Africa

Warthogs were called Intibane, the ugly one, "He has very smelly feet.”

photo: Warthog in Senegal   Ji-Elle

Thursday, July 8, 2010

written in ink that slowly fades away

Pig society is smell-bound.

Almost everything pigs do
is determined
in some
by odor.

Scent-marking and scent-reading help to define these limits and to cement social communication.

In our attempts to make sense of systems that are beyond our sensory grasp, I suspect that we disparage some scent-laying practices by passing them off as “territorial markings.” The fact is that pigs are not really territorial at all but operate movable home ranges, shifting these as they adapt to the seasons. They are generous with their secretions for a different reason, one that has more to do with identity than property. They are protecting themselves, rather than their surroundings, finding security in society instead of territory, laying down olfactory perimeters that are flexible.

.... Every warthog lives in a world filled with messages from every other warthog in the area – so that each one knows exactly where everyone else is, how they are, what they have been eating, and how long ago they passed this way.  

It must be like getting lots of letters every day from all your friends and family, letters filled with news and gossip, but written in ink that slowly fades away.

- Lyall Watson
Whole Hog: Exploring the Extraordinary Potential of Pigs

Phacochoerus Africanus Hells Gate National Park, Kenya Joachim Huber
Warthog in Ngorongor Nicor
Illustration: Musical Book Lura Astor

Monday, July 5, 2010

The Two Faces of Fragrance

Fragrance has two faces.

It is a liquid with definite physical and chemical properties.

It is also a sensation, experienced either consciously or subconsciously, which affects people in different, hard-to-verbalize ways.

- J. Stephan Jellinek


Illustrations: Lura Astor

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Smell Transportation


Smell represents the fallen angel of the senses,
it nevertheless remains a

potent wizard that transports us across thousands
of miles and all the years we have lived.

- Helen Keller

photo: Solvang Spout Lura Astor

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

No One Has Ever Smelled ...

Frédéric Malle:

I dream of
new molecules bringing
scents that no one
has ever smelled.


Painting: Indigo Lura Astor

Saturday, June 26, 2010

28 June 2010 UK Launch = Orange Star

Somebody said to me,
'So, can you talk to me about Orange Star?'

And I said, 'No. You have to work it out for yourself'

- Andy Tauer, creator of Orange Star

Tauer, ".... perhaps, the purest form of a perfume is the numbers in an Excel formula. They are constant and immutable. They resist the wispy subjectivity of different people's skin, of the varying olfactory autobiographies of each and every one of us." 

from Persolaise: Read more here

photo: Orangers d'Andalousie - Granada  Paul Munhoven

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

The Place of Scent

The Place of Scent

Then I went to where scent discovers all its harmonies.

Here is the dark red perfume of the rose; the drowsy quiet of bean-fields in the dusk; the gentle death of autumn in deep woods; and the clean smell of ploughland after rain.

The friendly wood-smoke of a cooking-fire; the satisfying smell of baking bread; the earth-forgotten green of new-cut grass; the moon-drunk sweetness of night-blooming flowers.

The warmth of clover murmurous with bees; the sleepy peace of avenues of limes; the tuberose’s languorous caress; the chill austerity of alpine flowers.

The yellow warmth of primroses at noon; the scent of water running over stones; the lonely sorrow of the river mist; the smooth white smell of linen, and of snow.

The dusty wisdom of papyrus rolls; and the warm spice of cedarwood and myrrh; the hot impatient smell of spikenard; and tarnished silver’s half-remembered dreams.

The clear sharp energy of lemon rind; the lovers’ ecstasy of orange trees; the melancholy smell of winter nights; and hyacinth’s azure echo of the spring.

The salty challenge of wind-driven spray – that wander-urging message of the sea; the gentle memories of sun-dried flowers the still abandonment of fields at noon.

The moth-winged purple of new gathered grapes; the easy laughter of a jar of beer; the excitement of a gallop-sweated horse; and the proud splendour of the manes of lions.

The acrid keenness of a copper sword; and the brave smell of torches in the wind; the musky pomp of ceremonial robes; and the solemnity of bitumen.

Here can our nostrils so delight our hearts that we forget colour and are blind to sound.

- Joan Grant, from Winged Pharaoh 1937

photo: Los Olivos, California  Lura Astor

Monday, June 21, 2010

Notes, Chords, Accords

… Peace to the heart with touch or word,

Ease to the soul with note and chord …

- Vikram Seth  An Equal Music

Illustration: Beautiful Triangle Lura Astor

Friday, June 18, 2010

Tangy Whiffs


A tangy whiff of disgruntlement wafted on the fetid air.
I smelled like a rained-upon, nervous sheep.

- Julie Powell, Julie and Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously

photo: Sheep (and lens) in the Rain Kenneth Allen

Friday, June 11, 2010

The Century of Odour? The Nose has Gained Stature

I think it's an interesting area to look at because essentially,
the investigation of the olfactory
is the investigation of everything else.

- Hans Rindisbacher, author of The Smell of Books: A Cultural-Historical Study of Olfactory Perception in Literature, and more, here

Scent as the Seat of the Soul

Gustav Jaeger, author of Origins of the Soul, a zoologist, physician, and contemporary of Charles Darwin, "reportedly reckoned that scent was the seat of the soul".



The Transparent Citizen

"Yes, they've been collecting human scents to trace anti-globalisation activists they believe may try to disrupt the G8 summit in June. They have been confiscating sweaty vests and getting well-known radicals to impregnate steel pipes with their hand odour to present to their German shepherds."

- Rindisbacher


"Oh, a number of people have called the twenty-first century das Jahrhundert des geruch, the century of odour. The nose has gained in stature. This gain is reflected, for instance in a more aggressive stance by the perfume industry and the exploding artificial fragrance and flavour business. I think the first newspaper reference I saw to the social implications of environmental fragrancing systems was in the 1990s, in the Wall Street Journal. In it, executives of a leading fragrance manufacturer acknowledged that smells of the future could be potent enough to put smell suppliers in competition with the pharmaceutical industry." - Rindisbacher

 From Amber Marks' book
Headspace: Sniffer Dogs, Spy Bees and One Woman's Adventures in the Surveillance Society

more on Odour Clues & Odor Clue Collectors!
chapter 25: The New World Odour
read full text here
Alternative book cover image here

Stasi Smell Jars mentioned in book 

Big Stinky  Huntington Library and Gardens
My DNA press photo
GDR Duftproben Stasi
Smell Jars Appaloosa 2009
G8 Protest Sam Fentress, Edinburgh 2005
Clues Syker Fotograf