Bronth
Bronte, son of Uranus and Gea, of Heaven and Earth, who carries within himself the characteristics of both. The Cyclops, the divine blacksmith, who in the bowels of Etna forges thunder and lightning for Zeus: the power of light. A tender giant, however, who holds Artemis as a child on his legs, lets a tuft of hair be plucked from her chest and promises her a gift of her bow and arrows. Balance of strength and sweetness. Like the fruit that he sees shining at sunset, when he looks out to admire the landscape beyond the slopes of the volcano: the green gold of Sicily, the pistachio. Tradition has it that the origin of the name, Pistak, is to be found in the sound that the yellow shell of the fruit emits when it opens, allowing you to admire the green gem it holds. It is a revealing, or allowing oneself to be discovered, in a polyphony of resistance and delicacy.
Top: Pistachio – Cotton Candy – Marshmallow – Fruity Notes – Cardamom
Heart: Sugared Almond – Tonka Bean – Creamy – Poudrè – Violet
Base: Sandalwood – Vanilla – Amber Notes – White Musk – Balsamic Notes
CIATU
Ciatu is a term dear to the Sicilian vulgate. Literally it means "breath", "breath", but by extension it indicates the soul, it goes to the heart of existence itself.
Ciatu is an almost biblical word, comparable to the Hebrew "ruah", which indicates the vital breath with which the divine animates his creatures.
Hello, it's a breath that activates all my senses. It is the ignition of sensorial connections, it opens the rooms of memory and frees access to the images stored therein.