The fox and grapes: story
of a vineyard.

My fox’s story is quite different from that of Aesop: mine wants the grapes and it is very determined to have it. It’s not afraid to reveal its presence.

I want my fox to grow over the time and depict us, this family, this plain, this culture of accomplishment, a driven force from within, no burden of time trick: caring mostly about the rhythm of seasons and the fruits to come.