this guy makes the most amazing perfume oils ever. they come with names like "burning leaves"and "in the library" and each one has a little back story to go with it. the story for the one above goes like this:
" This scent is a memory of my Grandfather, the sawmill that he owned and the stone house where he lived. It is blended with Sawdust, Fresh Cut Hay, Worn Leather Work Gloves, Pipe Tobacco and a healthy amount of Dirt. There is also a faint whiff of cotton overalls covered in Axel Grease..."
how perfect is that??? the correlation between scent and memory has always intrigued me. there's a crappy little grocery store in town called paul's food center and something in there always reminds me of my grandparents' house in north carolina. the scent causes a flood of memories of that house that i never think about until i walk into paul's. it's like little details come back to me. the color of the walls, the way the burgundy rugs in the bathroom feel on my feet, the sound of the porch swing squeakin' as my grandmother rocks back and forth, the hoe on the porch that she uses to chop off the heads of poisonous snakes that come too close...
deborah aschheim has done projects dealing with similar issues by trying to transfer her own memories of her aunts to other people. she fed people food and drinks and surrounded them with scents (such as the cigarettes they smoked) that reminded her of her aunts while reading memories to them and then does it all again after certain periods of time to see how much they remember by experiencing those things again. much of her art is memory related and she has a scientific way of going about her creation. click on her link if it sounds interesting to you, and totally go see her installations if you ever get a chance.
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