A vine is to be played, like a musical instrument. And we make vibrations with it, and we listen to the sound.
The authentic winegrower is like a tightrope walker. He loves taking risks. He walks the steep ridge that separates grandeur from perdition. He is always poised. Suspended. Like in free climbing, he is exposed, on unknown terrain. As he advances he tries to move his best, never knowing, however, what to expect with each movement.
The better one works in the vineyard, the less are the risks. The better, the healthier and more natural the grapes are when brought to the cellar, the more the risks are kept under control.
As soon as the grapes are pressed, the must is a fantastic liquid full of life and energy with thousands of substances and microorganisms. And there are many roads ahead of it, each with its own destiny. And every time it is different, like love.
This is why making wine is a creative act. The winegrower works in the vineyard and cellar as if he had a color palette, or prestigious marble, carving it and giving it life.
That is why every wine resembles those that produce it.