Alone STAGE 1: PRODUCTIVITY. © Zedge. Creative direction, editing, and digital art by a_nose_knows for Jovoy Paris La Liturgie des Heures
Alone: stage 1
Brain slows down; steam rises, sound quiets; visuals recolor and smells appear like greenery after an eruption. We recenter, find our North, relax our muscles, and start to float.
Sometimes, happiness floods.
We get PRODUCTIVE.
Alone STAGE 2: CREATIVITY. © Roblox. Creative direction, editing, and digital art by a_nose_knows for Jovoy Paris La Liturgie des Heures
Alone: stage 2
Ballast gets filtered; attention and focus are redirected; we get wild. We start experimenting with no fear of failure. We bake; we draw; we hold journals. We decorate; we sing; we costume.
We even make memes.
We get CREATIVE.
Alone STAGE 3: POWER. Creative direction, editing, and digital art by a_nose_knows for Jovoy Paris La Liturgie des Heures
Alone: stage 3
We’re done charging up on differentiation (the innate need to feel like a separate, autonomous individual), and we start to re-build linkage (closeness and belonging). We go for walks to see the neighborhood. We drop off muffins and fruit at our family’s door. We pack tidily and invite friends to a social-distancing picnic complete with table cloths, flowers, and some music.
We clean, clean, clean.
We exercise, we exercise, we exercise.
We eat, we eat, we eat.
We get PHYSICAL.
Alone STAGE 4: EMOTIONAL: Creative direction, editing, and digital art by a_nose_knows for Jovoy Paris La Liturgie des Heures
Alone: stage 4
We abandon schedules, we stop cleaning, we forget to breathe. We get sluggish and raw, the outsides hurt as if over-touched, the insides get heavy. We oscillate frequently and widely, riding the wave of pity and hurt, allowing for inflated assurance and delusions of freedom. We get hopeful, then we get disappointed, then we get stern, then we get fiery. We fight, but welcome every drop of feeling as validating and a proof we’re alive. We succumb to it all and check out, switching to pilot drive and rebelling against all practical rules.
We are stubborn to try to get out of ourselves, so we let it pour.
We get EMOTIONAL.
Alone STAGE 5: INTELLECT. © The Biomedical Scientist. Creative direction, editing, and digital art by a_nose_knows for Jovoy
Alone: stage 5
Feelings slow down; tears dry, sound quiets; visuals fade to monochrome and scents disappear the same way you wouldn’t smell them in a movie. We recenter, find our Nadir, examine our consciousness, relax our hearts, and finally stop seeking.
Sometimes, knowledge floods.
We get MENTAL.
By myself but not alone. Creative direction, editing, and digital art by a_nose_knows for Jovoy Paris La Liturgie des Heures
Jovoy Paris La Liturgie des Heures is very much an unintentional, unpretentious, and thoroughly personal trip inwards- not the kind you think will change you, nor the kind that gets itself altered when our vision changes course. Instead, it clears the space around you to allow your ethos to flow; cuts out ballast; distills; simplifies.
The opening is surprisingly blinding and unnaturally life-like, like one of those hyperrealistic images that cannot, and should not, ever exist in nature as detailed and powerful as zoomed in through the camera’s eye: pine in all its finery, textured and sharp and gloriously terpenic, too alive to be this close and much clearer than in any forest. Behind it: musty trunks, a bit of sour pollen, and a peppery green of the ambiguous forest-floor kind; nothing amiss or distracting, nothing contrasting, everything efficient and clock-like.
The middle is relaxing the pace and starts explorations into adjacent themes: the green splits and diverges into creative hesperidic hints and amalgamated conifers; the woods settle into a drier canvas; the terpenes ramify into clear frankincense and aromatic balsams. Everything seems to dance around rather graciously, tentative but elegant, for quite a while; and then, together, it FLEXES like a muscle, and all of the sudden it bursts into menthols.
What follows is peaceful, refined, comfortable, and distilled to a purified, essential state: Jovoy Paris La Liturgie des Heures becomes personal (more than the white musks, I think I felt a tinge of honey, some wax, and bits of leather), innocuous, companion. Like loneliness to an intellectual.
Official notes: cypress, incense, frankincense and myrrh, labdanum, musk, green notes
Other perceived notes: camphor, leather, old books, aldehydes, cedar, alabaster, cold smoke, honey
Disclaimer: La Liturgie des Heures shortlisted by me and provided for review by Amerikas, the USA distributor.Thank you so much.
– dana sandu, Editor
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