Iceland review - 2019, Blaðsíða 34

Iceland review - 2019, Blaðsíða 34
32 Iceland Review Nordic Angan A little east of Reykjavík lies the peaceful town of Mosfellsbær, perhaps most widely known as the stomping grounds of Nobel laureate novelist Halldór Laxness. At its heart, overlooking the frothing Álafoss waterfall, a young company called Nordic Angan is slowly building up its own world of Icelandic aromatics. Nordic Angan is run by two friends, Sonja Bent and Elín Hrund Þorgeirsdóttir. When we drop by for a visit, Elín warmly welcomes us before showing us some of their projects, one of which is their so-called “fragrance library.” “Our goal is to capture the scent of Icelandic nature,” she enthuses. “It’s an ongoing project. So far, we’ve captured many of Iceland’s gorgeous smells, but also some unexpected ones, like sheep dung, hay, and seaweed.” Elín opens a little box in front of us, revealing dozens of small vials inside, containing matter of various colours and consistencies. I immediately go for the one marked “bladder wrack.” This type of seaweed (fucus vesiculosus) is abundant in Icelandic nature, and sure enough, as I lift it up to my nose, I’m transported to my youth as I played on the beach. The vial gives off the strong aroma of ocean green, it’s so evocative and transfixing I inadvertently push my face too close and get some on my nose before sheepishly wiping it off. Elín takes me through the origins of Nordic Angan. “Sonja and her dad were originally trying to capture the scent of Arctic thyme (thymus praecox), which was not an easy task,” Elín tells me, “but they got there eventually. I joined the project about two and a half years ago and that’s when we secured grants to create our scent library. Our plan is to open up our facilities eventually to allow people to come here and immerse themselves in the scent of Iceland.” Nordic Angan not only employ the method of steam distillation, but also CO2 and solvent extractions. Not all materials contain oil in order to capture every scent of Iceland, the Nordic Angan sisters had to get creative. In fact, their workshop is equal parts beautiful work of art and mad scientist lair. Special powers The production of oils and essences is a deeply scientific process. Both Hraundís and Nordic Angan have sent their oils abroad for analysis only to be pleasantly surprised by the results. “As it turns out, Icelandic oils are more power- ful than corresponding oils produced closer to the equator, containing more of the beneficial chemi- cals,” Elín says. “There are some theories as to why that is. One is simply that due to the harshness of the weather, plants grow slower here and need to be stronger to endure.” Elín leans forward conspir- atorially. “But then there is also the theory of the volcanic activity of the island playing a role in the oil’s strength. Some say that oils from Japan are also of superior quality and strength, and Japan, like Iceland, is a volcanic island, so that’s a very interest- ing theory.” Whatever the reason, the future certainly looks bright for Nordic Angan, who just had a smash hit at this year’s DesignMarch, Iceland’s annual design festival, with their “Forest Shower.” Next fall, they plan to open their doors to the public, allowing visi- tors to enjoy their fragrance library, and to unveil an all-natural perfume made from their essences. As our interview winds down, I smell my hand containing the bladder wrack I wiped off my nose earlier. The scent has now dried down to an irresist- ibly sweet, earthy, and slightly mossy note. It would make a perfect base note for a perfume. Without thinking, I lift my hand and let Elín smell, as if she doesn’t know her own scents. She just nods and smiles and for a moment we sit silently, enjoying the fruits of her and Sonja’s labour. Sustainable luxury Back at Hraundís farm, as we wait for the first drops of Siberian fir oil to leave her converted milk silo and enter a special separation flask, I ask her whether Icelandic essential oils might be a way for the mod- ern city dweller to connect with nature. “Very much, yes. I’m constantly surprised by young people in the city. They have a deep-seated yearning to connect with nature and preserve it. I think they might end up saving us all.” Both Hraundís and Nordic Angan stress the importance of sustainability in their products, never taking more than what’s needed, never risking over- harvesting. It’s a model that hopefully will become more prevalent. And one that will inevitably speak to everyone looking to maintain their own sense of health, vitality, and pleasant odour in a way that honours the nature that birthed us. Suddenly, the smell in Hraundís’ distillation room has changed. The fir needle note is now so strong it’s almost intoxicating. Hraundís jumps to her feet and examines her flask as the first few drops of oily water drip into it with a splash, the cloudy water almost immediately separating into a whitish fir oil on top and on the bottom the watery substance Hraundís uses for shampoos and soaps. “Awesome!” she exclaims, a huge smile spreading across her face. www.hraundis.is www.nordicangan.com “S o m e o ils m a ke y o u p e rk u p a n d g o 'Y e s, I ’m g o n n a g o d o s o m e th in g ,' w h e re a s o th e rs c a lm y o u d o w n a n d in sp ir e t o ta l r e la xa ti o n .”
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