A collection inspired by the most intense and theatrical side of Sicily, where myth and legend merge into liquid form. Olfactory creations that evoke passions, transformations, and memories suspended in time. Cantami, o Diva is a collection that celebrates the visceral bond between love and metamorphosis, between light and shadow. Each fragrance is a fragment of legend carved into the air—a living memory of Sicily at its most dramatic and sensual.
love and jealousy
KALSA & MORUS
a love born in palermo
Desire Blossomed Among the Jasmine
It was the year one thousand in Al Hàlisah, the Arab quarter of Palermo now known as the Kalsa. The Moors had conquered the island over a century earlier, and among the alleys, stories of love flourished. A young woman, beautiful yet solitary, would lean out onto her loggia to tend to her plants. One day, a Moor noticed and courted her with a song. She gave in to his love, but behind the promise of eternal love lay a secret: the man would return to the East, to his family. Consumed by jealousy, the young woman decided she would never be separated from him again. On their final night, she killed him in his sleep and severed his head.
A Fate Sealed in Clay
Broken Heart Created the Moor’s Head
The head became a pot for basil, the sacred plant she tended to every day, watering it with her tears. In this way, their tragic love continued to live on, rooted in the earth and in memory. The inhabitants of the quarter were amazed by the lush plant and its intense fragrance, and soon they began to imitate the young woman, creating pots shaped like heads. Thus were born the Teste di Moro, the famous Sicilian ceramics that today adorn balconies and gardens—a symbol of a love that defies time.
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the insidious poison
MEDUSA
Beyond the Monster
A myth of violated beauty and the darkness of power
The legend of Medusa is a story of transformation, desire, and vengeance. Once an extraordinarily beautiful maiden, she was admired and envied by many. Her captivating appearance, especially her magnificent hair, inspired both longing and jealousy. According to Greek myth, it was Poseidon who violated her in Athena’s temple. As punishment—not for the aggressor, but for Medusa herself—Athena transformed her: her flowing hair became living, venomous snakes, and her gaze turned anyone who met it into stone. Over time, Medusa became a symbol of both terror and resilience. She was portrayed as a monster, yet her story reveals a deeper truth: she was a victim of power and cruelty, not born into darkness but forced into it.
