Making for Winter Solstice

I created this bundle to mark the longest night and because I wanted to make a Zine. For those of you unfamiliar with zines, they are handcrafted booklets that contain anything the maker desires. They’re ways of expressing ideas, experimenting with form, sharing...

New for Summer 20/21

Wow. What a year. As we near the end of 2020, I hope you and your people are feeling as well and settled as can be. We’re very fortunate to be here in New Zealand, and I’m feeling especially grateful that I am able to keep coming to markets to share my natural artisan...

A message from Amy, creator of Juniper

There is something magical about perfume. It could be the way scent can conjure up beautiful memories, taking you back in time to other places, to feelings now passed. It could be that to make one perfume, thousands of blooms, seeds, sticks, leaves are carefully...

Artio: The Last Three Bottles

Our limited edition Artio scent has been a popular summer favourite. With it’s sweet, boozy heart and natural woody base I’ve found it suits both men and women. Artio is the name of the Celtic Bear Goddess, who symbolises abundance, wildness and...

What do the numbers mean?

People always ask me what the numbers on each perfume mean. And I always answer honestly that there is no particular reason!When I started experimenting with perfume materials I had so many bottles and blends. At first I labelled them individually with abbreviations,...

Time-travel

Oh to get lost in a cloud of flowers. Sometimes the world is so big and beautiful and wild and all around, it’s hard to see a way forward. Creating scent is a little escape, a way to transport the senses to another place, another time. It is time travel in...

Hello

Hi, my name is Amy and I am the creator of Juniper Perfumes. I’ve always loved paying attention to the little things, the subtle aspects of nature, the patterns and movements, the scents, colours and sounds of life. I guess that’s how I ended up here....

And so it begins…

It’s a windy day, the leaves twirling and twittering with the birds in the gusts. The wind always effects my mood, either bringing an agitation or a quiet reverence. It’s the latter this afternoon, as I make the final touches to this website and reflect on...