Concerto I

A violinist plays alone in a wide open field — not for an audience, but for flowers. Each note touches the petals gently, calling them to open, to bloom. The melody continues for days, endless and serene, as spring returns and everything begins to flourish.

Concerto I opens with petitgrain and tender flower buds, green and bright like the first breath of the season. In its heart, gardenia and jasmine bloom fully, rich and radiant. Coconut milk adds a smooth, creamy warmth, while soft musk lingers — like music still playing in the air, long after the last note.