I live in a place that Nature has shaped with great “art”, and perhaps it is no coincidence that it is a land of clay. Physical contact is inevitable for those who work the land and discover the pleasure of touching and shaping it.

Perhaps this is how my ceramics are born—forms that develop and move through space as if wanting to explore it.

Ceramics coexist well with wine bottles, in great harmony with the works of my mother, Clementina Brescianino. She is an artist who has worked extensively on portraiture before arriving at the expression of a lyrical abstraction that borders on the informal. Her poetics are:
“to construct, to rediscover places or moments where the real is now remote but not lost, where truth transforms and denies itself in ambiguous nuances, conveyed through emotional frequencies entrusted to intensely lyrical chromatisms.”

We were fortunate because when my mother left her atelier in Pienza, she brought all her works here, both paintings and sculptures.

Twice as fortunate, because she is now working exclusively for us on the creation of large, beautiful sculptures also related to the theme of wine and grapes, which can be seen in the loggia next to the garden.

Reproductions of her paintings are displayed in the garden and in the loggia.

Thus, a visit to our winery and the tastings we offer become an immersion into creativity expressed in various forms.