What Does Freedom Smell Like To You?

We started off a long time ago asking our friends what freedom smelt like for them. It’s such an evocative shortcut. Anyway, it became a thing, and it’s been made even more poignant by the global lockdown. By our collective loss of freedom. We tried to capture some of them, and we will capture more. Here is the first in the series.

The Smell of Freedom. Edition #1.

Curated by The Liberty Guild

‘It was the end of a perfect day. The sun was slowly going down as you waited at the bar for the love of your life. But right then. At that moment. Neither of you knew that. To pass the time you asked the barman to be inventive. A Sbabliato negroni arrives with bay leaves, clementine and prosecco instead of gin. Nothing fancy. Just the local stuff. At the time it seemed innocuous. But now. Years later. Especially on cold winters days. That smell always reminds you of chances that have to be taken. Of forks in the road. For you it will always be. The Smell of Freedom..’