L'Air Du Ciel

Pink or orange tainted rays mingle in the blue sky and the soft whiteness of the clouds. The azure becomes metamorphosed while daytime gradually gives way to the night. The sparkle of the sun imperceptibly declines into a caress of light. The evening breeze tones down the heat of the afternoon. As an ephemeral go-between, whose particular atmosphere seemingly infuses a new olfactory creation, L'Air du Ciel has all the poetry of suspended moments.