today, after returning from a little morning walk, i entered my house, and i was overwhelmed by memories. associations. childhood days.
at first, i couldn't figure out what exactly the smell reminded me of.
but after a few seconds, i realized it smelled exactly like my grandmothers house, 'fäbodarna', used to smell.
and i was reminded of my idea, to capture smells in all the jars i've collected the last couple of years. and then, i would have a museum of smells and scents. you could pop open a jar, stick your nose in there for a few seconds, and travel in time.
at first, i couldn't figure out what exactly the smell reminded me of.
but after a few seconds, i realized it smelled exactly like my grandmothers house, 'fäbodarna', used to smell.
and i was reminded of my idea, to capture smells in all the jars i've collected the last couple of years. and then, i would have a museum of smells and scents. you could pop open a jar, stick your nose in there for a few seconds, and travel in time.







