Ralf Schwieger

"I remember vividly a close encounter with a sloth in Costa Rica. It was an animal that had been wounded, living on an animal rescue farm where it was nursed back to health. Someone gave me the sloth to hold, or rather, it held onto me. Its greasy, fragrant fur was a pure olfactive pleasure – somewhat like musk, skin, leather, hair and hay all in one. Perhaps not to everybody’s liking, but I was overwhelmed, positively!" (fragrance.org)