Driving through lined palm trees, surrounded by desert and its natural beauty. Sunbeams in hues of yellow, blue and green, as we make our way to the Fayoum Oasis.
Lake Qarun, not too far off in the distance, originally fed by the Nile, sends a cool breeze, the air drifting with water droplets, fresh and sublime.
Upon entering the village, a sense of home... Kinship with the land.
The distinct scent of Egyptian violet and a faint trail of mimosa intertwine in the North African sky.
For the last forty years or so, a little hamlet nearby called Tunis has been built and maintained by a community of artists, mainly potters.
Small pathways lined with bougainvillea, oleander, and jasmine. The muddy scent of clay baking in the sun.
This perfume is green, earthy, floral and slightly woody.
Mixed-media with sticky natural materials, some sediment, even when filtered multiple times.