Letting itself be seen as soon as you enter the distance, the 'Wood without leaves seems mysterious': would it not be an enchanted wood? Apparitions, disappearances, when we enter them, their game becomes clearer along the path that leads us to our place. Around a century-old oak, the dining room develops between grass field and undergrowth, as an extension of the latter. The tables, scattered between the barrels, can be seen, sheltering at the foot of the folded steel pillars that support the roof.
Daytime atmosphere, night atmosphere: at lunch the whole nature is invited in the dining room, at dinner, it is the opposite, the reflections seem to install tables in the undergrowth, between the tufts of grasses of the courtyard. In the evening, the lighting imagined by Patrick Bouchain, these kinds of flights of birds between the barrels, creates like clearings in the middle of them, each hosting a table, soberly erected: flowers, in this environment so vegetal, would seem displaced, useless tablecloths. This stated desire to go to the essentials announces that of the kitchen.
