L'Antimatiere
“An invisible ink that leaves a trace,
Foreseen rather than felt,
Persistent yet whispered,
Like a creased bed linen scent
Wandering along your curves”……is how Isabelle describes her strangest creation.
Very fascinating, light as a whisper, the smell of slightly soiled skin; compare and contrast maybe with our famous 'Secretions Magnifiques' (ELO). Here is a similar exploration of the intimacy of the body, the warmth of nude skin in bed; but conceived and executed in a very different way. Isabelle no more than lightly sketches in themes of amber and musk. Intriguing, minimalist.
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