Scent of a vineyard

Even out of season, the scent of freshly pressed grapes is a metaphor for the area. Rows of nicely straightened vines allow the bunches to turn into wine. The harvest is at the door and the farmer already has his hands full. Up and down the hill to retrieve what will turn into Bacchus. And you open the windows wide and you know that that feeling of imminent coolness will immediately enter your nostrils. The colours change, the scents change; at times wine, at times freshly cut grass. There is fortunately no shortage of time to enjoy the changing seasons. Then you sit on the sofa and enjoy all that light you have carefully chosen, the one you selected from the myriad of hues. White: the full spectrum of colours, “bright but without hue”, by definition. And it is not easy to want an entirely white, monochromatic home. Instead, everything was done here to have it candid, pure. The entire living area in fact – from the ceiling to the floor to the materials, right down to the furnishing accessories – is total white, as if everything could disappear within itself at any time or, better still, disappear into the neighbouring white.

The sofa in the floor, the ottoman in the footstool, the larder in the island… and so on, like in a game in which everything comes and goes. An unconventional modus vivendi: white is not an easy “colour”. So claims the philosopher: “White is the scent of colours. […] White, even more than black, when used in its purity, is one of the most difficult, and least impartial, colours that exists. Used in massive quantities, its power backfires. It becomes indifferent only apparently. In practice, indifference does not exist. Nothing is indifferent. It is a mirage, an alibi. It is the same as apathy. Windows, white are matter, colour, flesh, life”. It takes care not to defile it, it takes time to maintain it, it takes passion to love it. Just a hint of colour in this house, a few black spots to remind us of the non-colour. As if in this way they wanted to play on only two chromatic materials but at the same time covertly introduce the entire spectrum of colours – all of which are included in the white and none in the black, because it already stands out -. Instead, it is the bathroom that welcomes some nuances, guarded by the seraphic mythological face. Here, in the time of relaxation, such an angelic profile – mosaic to make it even more elegant – assists and keeps you company, a moment of peace and relaxation that continues in the adjacent area where a whirlpool tub does the work of wellness with the lingering and incessant scent of the vines.