I was still young when I went into the country to help my father with his work as a farmer. And he talked to me about how to create a vineyard, by digging deep into the ground full of stones, and large stones in our case, in order to house the cutting, the first element for the development of a vine. I’m not here to explain to you the long and laborious process that took a land from scratch to having the first grapes after 5 years of work but my memories come back to me thinking of a moment, that of the harvest, which was very beautiful even if tiring. Harvest time, when the fruits are harvested is, in all traditions, a special moment. In the past I created paintings that represent it but then I stopped being a painter as a profession because as an architect my interests were broader then. I wanted to retrace the sensations I felt then through a collection that touched me personally. The moment of the harvest was like a celebration of colours and aromas, of the earth, of the musts and the sweetness of October.