Like music, perfume is an art of time: sounds as well as smells come to us to invade us and disappear. As the airplane takes off, looking through the window the eye gets lots in the horizon where the blue kiss the ochre red: here perfumes and sounds from this land pervade us again, so intense they silence the droning engines. Like the primal frequency of the universe, their vibration expands in a circular wave from within. Pulsing like the smell of spices and smoke, the roll of sacred drums in Ethiopia is related to every ritual, from religious ceremonies to every days gesture. Down the Omo River Valley, the flow of time and senses is marked by these arcane woods. Like a music playing the chords of soul, invisible yet obsessive, the life in the Horn of Africa dances with the ebony bodies painted in ochre and clay, it sparkles in the eyes of its women as intense as tuberoses left in a closed room, and gives shelter to the traveller in its villages with the best hospitality customs.
3 h 15 min
Amplia
Unisex
3.86 / 5 | (142 reseñas)