Token of a Father’s Love
SIGHT and SMELL
Short essay inspired by Officine Universelle Buly’s Eau Triple ‘Saint Joseph Charpentier’.
TOKEN OF A FATHER’S LOVE
As a child, have you ever been woken up by an abrupt sound and tried to defend the house from a monster’s attack? The protagonist of this story sure has, but it was only to find out it was his father carving a wooden animal for him.
It was pitch black outside, and Omar had been dreaming about knights, castles, monsters and princesses for a good while. Clash – a loud metallic sound abruptly broke the silence of the house. Omar, who’d just defeated a fire-breathing dragon, saw his fantasy slip through his own grasp. Upset and annoyed, he got up and sneaked out of his room. Omar knew his father would disapprove, but he still walked into the hall, letting the woody scent he could smell in the air be his one and only compass. As soon as Omar got near the living room, he saw the shadow of a monster, or at least that’s what he thought. Omar climbed on the pink berry sofa and peeked into the kitchen. Thud – it was him breaking the silence of the house this very time. As he turned around, he saw his mother’s crystal vase crashing to the ground and with it, the verbena flowers he’d picked in the back garden. All of a sudden, Omar’s father stepped into the room, kneeled down and kissed his forehead. Then he dried the tears that were streaming down Omar’s eyes and gave our protagonist a token of his love, a wooden animal he’d spent all night carving. Many years have passed since that night, but Omar still holds that very same wooden animal before going to sleep and smiles thinking about his father’s warm embrace.
Credits: Art Direction by Sara Ferraris / Text by Marco Martello / Photo by Marco De Ieso