How did I miss this for so long? I’m definitely in big trouble. I just discovered the double whammy of the fact that one of my favorite actresses has set Rumi to scent.
If anyone wants to know what “spirit” is,
or what “God’s fragrance” means,
lean your head toward him or her.
Keep your face there close.
Like This by Rumi & Tilda Swinton for Etat Libre d’Orange
“If this perfume was a light, it would be an orange glow. That’s what it is. Moreover, if you remove a letter from the word ‘orange’, you have orage – ‘storm’ in French – and that suits her. On the surface, the elements are rousing. On the inside, the fire is tamed, it burns gently in the fireplace of her Scottish home. The fire purrs, the ginger is crystallized, the milk is warm. The room is a sanctuary.
She said: I want a cozy perfume. And I hear the word ‘Cosi’ too. Comme ça. Like This. This perfume is her offering, inspired by a poem of Rumi, Like This. And in terms of this uncommon woman, I also hear: And like nothing else. It’s like this – punctuated with a bewitching smile. And that’s just the way it is. This is a woman who knows neither chains nor alienation. She deals the cards. There is nothing weak or diminutive about Tilda Swinton. She is fullness, a union of opposites. A woman, a soldier, a Don Juan, a girlfriend, a mother, a faun, a clown, a wise, old sage . . . She is the lover and his brother in the same body. An absolutist’s conception of a woman.”
I can’t wait to smell the strange pull of what I love found in the combination of Rumi and…
…Ms. Swinton, one of my favorites…a woman who sleeps inside the box, but always manages to seem to live so creatively outside. 🙂
Tilda Swinton at MOMA, New York City
Had left the following as a love note in a comment elsewhere, but it is too perfect not to share here as well: