What is a landscape? It can be hard to say. You cannot hold a landscape. You can barely recount it. You can put words to it, photograph it, film it – but it always escapes you. It is first and foremost a pure, fleeting sensation, much like the one that overcomes you amidst the fields after a brief summer shower, when the warm earth is suddenly surprised in its torpor. What might come close to defining it would be thousands of similar sensations, repeated millions of times, with billions of nuances.
The landscape is a whole. A limited place, but one of limitless depth, encompassing all things, both animate and not, that comprise it, as well as those that perceive it. No one is ever able to capture a landscape. And that is precisely what makes it so alive. It is furtive. A landscape can be smelt, tasted – barely – and then evaporates, driven away by its countless future facets. It can be considered a trajectory, a guiding thread along which each fraction of its present constantly interacts with its past – all its pasts.


Wine is a diamond capable of making the furrows of a landscape speak
The only human invention capable of revealing this is wine. Through its ceaseless metamorphoses, wine is the most certain window onto the intimacy of the landscape it represents. It is the key, the totem, the perpetual witness. Wine is a diamond capable of making the furrows of a landscape speak, more surely than the crazed researchers who once dreamt of reading ancient pottery to summon the sounds of the streets of ancient Athens or Rome imprisoned within the clay. Much like the landscape to which it is connected, wine speaks as much of the past as it does of the present. And anyone failing to understand that each moment is in fact a multitude of other moments cannot grasp its infinite complexity.

The 2015 vintage does not play with appearances. It presents itself with immense clarity. It is a voluptuous, optimistic wine, sure of its strength, and charismatic. It heralds the success of an estate which, in 2015, had just completed its biodynamic transformation. Year One of a new era in which the purity of the fruit, freed from the processes of adaptation, allows for direct contact with the accents and tones of the terroir. The conditions that year were perfect, with a hot, dry summer and good weather throughout the harvest.

This has lent the vintage a sunny aura, with predominant flavours of ripe fruits underpinned by spicy, peppery notes, evoking scents of coriander seeds or the ochre hues of madras curry – the heady aromas that envelop the nostrils when opening the spice drawer in a family home, awakening memories of dishes as much as future celebrations.
A serious wine in the noblest sense of the word – a wine-manifesto

This is a complex, perfectly structured wine, designed with great precision, more serious than exuberant. Its texture is smooth and highly refined. It parts the curtains of wonderful horizons for the imagination; powerful, without overwhelming, like a masterpiece of Brutalist architecture. This is a wine that is anchored, tangible, crowned. A serious wine in the noblest sense of the word – a wine-manifesto.

The 2015 vintage is a wine with joyful memories, that of a primeur created amidst an abundance of sunshine using fruit that grew with remarkable assuredness. As though it were on a mission to celebrate its landscape, its commitment, its revolution and its vision through the years to come. This vintage tells of the benefits of patience. It speaks wisely of the time gained by acting with conviction and precision.
It is a straightforward wine, speaking simply of time. Its charisma re-roots us in a form of humility faced with the immensity of the metamorphoses at work in every passing second. It reminds us of our responsibilities, but gently. Like the trumpets in a composition by Bach, the 2015 vintage emerges with exuberance, charm and gravity. Unmissable. Masterful.

This vintage reminds us that to be alive is to be in perpetual metamorphosis. To be free from taboos. Staying alert, on the lookout, listening sincerely to our environment. Evolving, taking nothing for granted, reacting flexibly. Where were we ten years ago? Who were we? These thoughts bring us back to the here and now. We were only partly the person we are today. And who will we be tomorrow? The truth is in the wine.

Photographs by Yann Rabanier. Text by Paul-Henry Bizon