The wine I make springs from a never ending Love for the Land, from the curvy hills of the Langhe area, with all its charm, youthful but ancient as well as its extraordinary generosity. When we drink wine, it can express what the earth is capable of so accurately and it recalls the territory it grows in so wholly that we are transported to where it was made, with its climate, its history and the traditional customs it is steeped in.
Along with the sun and the wind I observe the vineyard in the sleepy, silent winter. I prune the branches in the spring. I look after it along the shady rows right through the torpid summer. The Autumn harvest completes the cycle, each vendemmia becoming something unique, created in unison.
The cellar requires memory as well as innovation: the latest enological techniques, which are capable of bringing out the best from this exceptional grape, are combined with the experience and wisdom of the past, springing from the teaching of those who carried on this tradition before me. Making a great wine means being able to imagine the future while your heart embraces the past.