This scent recalls student and artist share houses of the inner west, back when students and artists could afford to live in the inner west. These houses would have been built between the 1930s and 1950s and were rented out to creative types before they were done up. They always seemed to be owned by a slum lord who didn’t live in the area and didn’t care how they were treated. Nevertheless, they were happy places, because they were full of art and potential and creativity.


First comes the smell of mould and damp. Followed by the scents used to cover it like scented candles, cheap incense. Then came the smells of communal cookery; spaghetti bolognese, 2 minute noodles with a hint of omnipresent cigarette and marijuana smoke.


Gabiann Marin