Escape With Us

Scandinavia is vast, diverse and undisturbed.
A region where nature dominates and
seasons dictate, an ancient host to unique flora
and locations few feet have ever travelled.

Introducing an olfactory series of escapes into Scandinavian nature –
three unique fragrances blended with rapeseed wax,
poured inside embossed ceramic vases and enclosed with oak.

HEIA

ROSENHAVE

LYSNING

Det er den draumen
Olav H. Hauge, 1966

Det er den draumen me ber på
at noko vedunderleg skal skje,
at det må skje —
at tidi skal opna seg
at hjarta skal opna seg
at dører skal opna seg
at berget skal opna seg
at kjeldor skal springa —
at draumen skal opna seg,
at me ei morgonstund skal glida
inn på ein våg me ikkje har visst um.

It’s that dream that we carry with us
that something wonderful will happen,
that it has to happen,
that time will open,
that the heart will open,
that doors will open,
that the mountains will open,
that wells will leap up,
that the dream will open,
that one morning we’ll slip in
to a harbour that we’ve never known.

Mulighedernes lidenskab
Søren Kierkegaard, 1843

“Skulle jeg ønske mig noget,
da ville jeg ikke ønske mig rigdom eller magt,
men mulighedernes lidenskab.
Det øje som overalt,
evigt ungt,
evigt brændende ser muligheder.
Nydelsen skuffer,
Muligheden ikke.”

“If I were to wish for anything,
I should not wish for wealth and power,
but for the passionate sense of the potential,
for the eye which,
ever young and ardent,
sees the possible.
Pleasure disappoints,
possibility never.
And what wine is so sparkling,
what so fragrant,
what so intoxicating,
as possibility!”

I skogens djupa, stilla ro
Fritz Andersen, 1864

I skogens djupa, stilla ro
där sångarskaror bo
där själen lyssnar mången gång
till fåglars glada sång
där är idyllisk stilla frid
i skogens ensamhet
och hjärtats längtan svinner här
där frid och vila är

In the forests’s deep quiet tranquility
where the singer armies dwell,
where the soul listened many a time
to the bird’s happy song;
there is idyllically quiet peace
in the forest’s solitude,
and the heart’s longings are quiet here
where peace and rest are.