The Cellar

The story completely changes in the cellar.

It's cold, it's shady, you can't hear anything. The simplicity of nature in the vineyard replaced by an amalgam of essential elements - large and small, oak barrels, stainless steel tanks, glass and brick - all in a different kind of purity. Nothing moves, everything anticipates the wait. Time is from another time, the lines of the clock are months and years, like the lines of the forehead. If it's day outside, it's night here. If there is noise outside, here everything is in a clear silence so you can hear your heart.