Everything comes from a perimeter, a line in the ground that delimits what will be the house. In this case, nature was the first guest, providing a circular clearing where the building is born, which in each side observes the trees that surround it with the respect of never touching them.
Nature is water and sun, home and garden. Immersed in the greenery offered by trees, plants, fruits and flowers you rediscover in every corner the lesson of living the landscape with humility and respect.
Villa in Punta Aspera with exclusive panoramic view
La Casa di Pietra in lovely Stintino
The horizon is that line that separates sky and sea while bringing man and infinity together.
Intimate, comfortable and evocative, this charming chateau is striking for the purity of its architectural lines, which blend and mingle with a gentle contamination of designer furnishings and glamorous accents.
Between the silence of the mountains and the scents of the sea, the quality of the refreshment grows with the enormity of the spaces surrounding the house of beautiful nature. Villa del Silenzio is a jewel of the west coast hidden from the eyes of the public.
Elegant and authentic finca
The house is alive when it does not rest on the place where it is located, but sinks its roots there; these same roots reappear on the hill in the form of fruits that protect and enhance the building. Thus the inhabitant surrounded and enveloped by vineyards becomes nature and landscape itself.
The sea is lived not only with the eyes, but in the lungs, on the skin and in every perceived sound.
The pleasure of opening your eyes every morning under the profile of the King of the Alps, warmed by the fireplace of the house or the sun on the verandah, makes every external sound muffled as if a soft layer of snow isolated the house regardless of the season.
You leave that neighbourhood and find yourself a few days later flooded by a light so vivid, so full and even brutal that you are shocked. And there is not only this overwhelming light, there is also nature, the colours and scents of the grass, the trees, the flowers, the sea... You are elsewhere, you have crossed the frontier of the imaginary. (Tahar Ben Jelloun on Morocco)
"Truly at that moment it seemed to me that I was somewhere else, that I had reached the destination of my journey. From there I no longer wanted to leave, I had been there hundreds of years before, but I had forgotten it, and now it all came back to me. I found in the square the display of density, of the warmth of life that I feel in myself. While I was there, I was that square. I think I am always that square." (Elias Canetti, Le voci di Marrakech)
