Twenty years on.
A gem of a color. There is more space to the ’95 and ecclesiastic; he’ll quietly insist that you pay close attention. Three octave harmony to the primary-secondary-tertiary relationships. Like the ’90, the fruit is black and brambly. But the ’95 is fruit on one side, steel on the other. Tiny berries, thicker skins, crunchy, tart, just a touch of sweetness and a whiff of the stems. A seamless weave of forest floor, enoki, mineral and dust through the fabric. Numinous Cazetiers; arriving at his apex. Now – 2020+.