30/10/2026
There is a moment of pure theatre on arriving at Val de Vie, when the front door opens into a soaring double volume of black steel and glass and the winelands sky seems to pour straight into the hall.
Rising through the centre of it all, the oak stair unfolds in generous, sculptural blocks, each tread washed in a soft glow from beneath so that after dark the whole staircase appears to hover in the air. Beyond the glazing, slender cypresses stand tall like living columns, framed as carefully as any artwork.