cologne de l'écusson

The desire to bring these scents of yesteryear up to date led us to rework these forgotten olfactory notes of Cologne.
Modernized, revisited and addictive, the Ecusson Cologne collection will accompany you on a daily basis.
Six original creations, beautiful unique waters with citrus, floral, chypre notes or woodwinds which pay homage, through their name, to the poetic and musical sensitivity of the famous baroque composer François Couperin.

The pieces composed by the harpsichordist François Couperin inspire the artist Jean-Luc Parant who with touches drawn like “heads of notes” interprets the scores into a pictorial work. The perfumer immersed in this artistic sphere immerses himself in it to create, note by note, the olfactory effervescences of each of these musical pieces.

The inspiration of the artist Jean-Luc Parant</strong >
“The view invaded all the other senses. She made herself invisible through them until smell, hearing and touch became other views of the world, other eyes that would open to see what we have never seen. seen. As if the eyes had covered everything with their transparency and had enveloped the nostrils and the ears, until they covered the left hand with the left eye and the right hand with the right eye. As if the eyes had united all the senses within themselves and the nose no longer felt anything, the ears no longer heard anything and the hands no longer touched anything.
As if our head was nothing more than 'an eye that looked into endless space until it could feel and hear and touch it, and from the earth beneath our feet we were whole in all the elements that stretched infinitely far around of us in the universe.
Sight has replaced all other senses. It has seeped into our nostrils and into our ears, into our mouth and under our tongue. She mimics our touch. Eyes opened at our fingertips; we see and we touch, but also we touch and we see. We breathe images rather than smells. We smell the colors, the air is no longer breathable, it is visible. We must open our nostrils, stretch our nose as we open and project our eyes, go as far as possible with it, fill our lungs with all the perfumes as we stretch our eyes to the horizon. »