Jacques Zolty Havana Rain
In Cuba, during summer, there’s a specific point in time when the scorching heat of the day is about to break. The clouds suddenly thicken, the light darkens and people come out in the street to look up at the sky. The air is filled with the smell of very hot asphalt, but within minutes the rain takes over. Every day, in the early hours of the afternoon, the sky pours a torrential rain that becomes steam as soon as it touches the boiling ground. People rejoice and smile as they can refresh in an open-air shower that smells of freedom.
Fruity notes, note of rain, Birch, Tar accord
Juniper berries, Jasmine, Pink Pepper, Cumin
Amber, Labdanum, White Musk
Jacques Zolty's life story is like a fairy tale. Born in a small village near Biarritz, he made his way into the photo model business (agency Paris...