TEMPERAMENT
A collaboration with Visual Artist Bruno Bez
Fattoria San Lorenzo, Il San Lorenzo Bianco, 2008
Markus Ruch, Hallau Buck, 2018 en Magnum
Lino Maga, Vigna Montebuono, 2000
Castell D’Encus, Quest 2016 + 3% ‘Experimental’ Syrah 2018
De La Riva, Pedro Ximénez San José, 110y.o. Solera
Hölderin - 1803
Wo aber Gefahr ist, wächst
das Rettende auch.
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But where the danger is, there grows
what saves as well.
The notion of Temperament has many facets, somehow oscillating between excitement and distress.
To Bruno Bez, the collaborating partner and infamous Brazilian Visual Artist, a healthy dose of Temperament is implicitly woven into the fabric of his art installations. Endlessly increasing fractions of Fibonacci are juxtaposed to a paradoxically incalculable rift: an autonomous computer glitch randomly induced by the Artist.
So how about thinking Temperament as a tilting catalyst toward disruption – a genuine disruption – one that is utterly blind to consequences?
Fair enough, I get that, but what’s the damn connection to wine, you wonder?
Arguably, the difference between earth-shattering wines and ‘good’ wines, is their soft spot for an embrace of error and accident. For Lino Maga, from whom we had the honor to savour the 2000 Montebuono, it’s crystal clear: “All great wines need to be problematic”, temperamental in nature and thereby, not be flawlessly balanced, I’d add.
In that vein, a wine with Temperament and transformed by the hands of a winegrower who’s guided by intuition, naturally mirrors earthly existence as it is: Ecstatically uprooted, uncertain, exposed, and incalculable.
While this kind of Temperament – a holy-yes to errors and accidents - can be an excellent servant, it also allows for a dangerous ruler to join the game. A slight touch of Brett, CO2, VA or other ‘faults’ goes a long way – a beautiful harmony forming out of an emerging disequilibrium.
The fashionable identification with disruption alone, however, is excluding the openness born of intuition in the first place. Instead, the wine and its vintner, induce a forgone conclusion, an inversion of possibilities into absolute closure.
A suffocation in trivialities.
Maybe it’s exactly due to our uprooted earthly existence that temperament can take on two very opposite courses. Yet I believe, that every boundary that encloses, generates in turn an interface that exposes.
Truly wonderous.