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In “Fever and Stone,” I journey through illness, surrender, and the sacred stillness of Ha Long Bay. What began as a fever dream in Hanoi became a sensory descent, through rain, ritual, and scent, that reshaped how I create. This is not just a travel story. It’s a meditation on breaking down to remember who you are.

What does home smell like? For me, it’s the warm wind of Provence carrying whispers of lavender, dry earth, and sun-ripened fig. In this new episode of Scent Trail, I return through memory and fragrance to the place that shaped my soul. Provence is more than a region; it’s a feeling, a scent, a ritual. This story lives inside every Artisane candle-making experience I host. 

In Seoul, nothing performed. Not the people. Not the beauty. Not even the scent I created quietly, for no one but myself.

A city of restraint and refinement, Seoul taught me the power of holding back. It was there, in a quiet perfume class, that I rediscovered the elegance of simplicity and brought that philosophy home to Artisane.

This is where the custom scent portion of our candle-making experience was born: from stillness, from discipline, from scent as a sacred whisper.

Dubai shimmered with everything the world desires, luxury, scent, spectacle. But I didn’t go there for what shines. In the souks, in the silence of the dunes, and in one unforgettable gaze, I lost who I thought I was, and uncovered something deeper.

Not the gold on display, but the gold within.

This is the story of oud, fire, and the truth that can’t be bought. Scent Trail – Episode 4: « The Gold Within » (Dubai) is now live.

Montauk didn’t come with answers, it came with light. After months of fire and grief, I arrived needing nothing but quiet. The sea didn’t rescue me. It witnessed me. At the edge of the land, I climbed the lighthouse not to be saved, but to see clearly. This is an episode about stillness, presence, and remembering that you don’t have to be whole to be seen.

New York never held me softly, but it held me still.In this second episode of Scent Trail, I walk through the scent of survival in the city that broke me, built me, and still lives inside me. A love letter to sharp edges, subway grief, and resilience that smells like hot metal and rain on stone. The City I Never Left, now live.

It started with an oyster. Not a script. Not a plan. Just a man behind a counter, and something in me beginning to open. In The Crack, the first episode of Scent Trail, I didn’t film. I just felt. A quiet encounter in Atlantic City became the moment that split me open, and started everything. This is where the story begins. The first episode of Scent Trail, The Crack is now live.

In Episode 3 of Scent Trail, I travel to Bali not to escape, but to break. Set against temple smoke, frangipani, and sacred silence, this is the story of a summer that burned everything false away. A ritual of grief, rebirth, and scent, where candle-making became a sacred act of becoming.

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