Les Eaux de Peau

We run forever, we will galop until our deaths. In a burning breath, in a howling wind, we fly above the landscape with the pounding of my hooves, loving the freedom. Driven by the desire of our fusion, to become one in this race, skin against skin, rider and stallion hold each other tight as they forge ahead. They fight, struggle and brave the storm in their desire to win. The man straddles the animal. Their hot, exhilarated scent mingles with those of cut hay and churned up soil. In this contact, their powerful muscles are tense, their instincts combined. I am a wild beauty, the fragrant trace of a powerful physical link and a thrilling energy. I am the symbol of nobility, power, salvation. I am able to spread my wings in the sky, to pull the sun across the heavens, to brave dangerous voyages. I am a myth and a mystery. My animal perfume is a force of bestial sensuality, almost reckless. If you use it, you will be PEAU DE BÊTE. 

Since the 17th century, philosophers have dreamt of defining humans' relationship to animals". Whether I am called “Homo sapiens”, “Modern man”, “Mankind”, “Human” or “Human being”, I am an animal. A wild man, a mythological figure in literature and art. I am the link between civilised humanity and the Elven spirits of an untamed nature. I live free in faraway lands, mysterious forests and boundless plains. My skin and my fur are both my weakness and my protection. I live naked, wearing only my scent which is that of nature. Ice-cold rivers, resinous forests, blazing rocks heated by the sun, carpets of leaves where I sleep. I am hunted and a hunter, like a beast. Driven by fear, armed with strength, cloaked in my scent. I am a man with a lion’s heart. BÊTE HUMAINE is my species.

Often represented in medieval tapestries alongside a young woman in a flowery and fragrant garden, I am an imaginary animal, wild and solitary. My immaculate body is that of a fabulous white horse. Wearing a single, twisted poison neutralizing horn on my forehead. My ivory is sought after because it purifies the waters of its magical power. I embody love and mystery. I only appear in the light charged with the dynamic energy of my supernatural strength that only creative minds can perceive. Can you dream hard enough to see me? Because I am the animal that never was. BLANCHE BÊTE is my legend.