Johannes Brahms’s last words, after having drunk (in two long sips, and despite chronic jaundice related to his terminal liver cancer) a glass of ‘old Rhine wine’ from the Duke of Meiningen’s cellar, were “Ja, das ist schön” – ‘yes, that is beautiful’. I hope I can emulate him one day. (My last, obviously.)
All of that said, I still think the greatest privilege of a wine-writing life is the chance to meet wine creators: those who work with nature to grow great grapes and craft fine wines from them. Not because I’m in awe or envy of the activity as such. It is, rather, because their bond with both the earth and the seasons gives growers a sense of perspective often missing in the more hysterical professions (like journalism or investment banking). The engagement with craft, and the possibility of travelling the world in order to communicate a physical rootedness in place and an aesthetic expression of place, are further intangible assets. Wine-growers are often intensely thoughtful individuals.
At this hinge between years and seasons, I thought I’d offer you a taste of the philosophy of one of the most articulate growers I spent time with last year: Olivier Jullien of Mas Jullien, in the Terrasses du Larzac. I first met Jullien 20 years ago, when he was a young 26-year-old; he was one of the pioneer wine-growers in his area. He was lanky, slim, bright-eyed and given to remarks whose intensity could take you aback. (As the laughter subsided after a joke, for example, he’d point out that “laughter is the mask of despair”.) He’s 46 now, but he’s still lanky, and his eyes still have the same disarming clarity to them.
He’s the only wine-grower I have ever met who cited ‘injustice’ as a motive in planting vines. “You’re looking, “ he said to me when we first met, “at someone whose grandfather was humiliated by the world of wine and whose father was humiliated by the world of wine.” He left the cooperative world which, he felt, made these injustices easy to perpetrate, driven by a sense of ‘revolt’ and the desire to right historical wrongs. “I didn’t feel I had any choice.”
Twenty-seven harvests and a global reputation later, he has made his point, though the journey hasn’t been a straightforward one. “In order to keep doing the same thing, we’ve had to change a lot.” He jokes that Mas Jullien has been an STF – a sans terroir fixe. The vineyards have changed (he felt he had to get rid of his Grenache parcels as “I couldn’t make anything good with it under 15%”); the wines have changed (two soil-based cuvees became a grand vin blend called Mas Jullien and a simpler, more crowd-pleasing wine called Etats d’Ame); even the basic varieties have changed (Grenache out, Syrah reduced; the core of Mas Jullien’s red is now Carignan and Mourvèdre). The changes came about because Jullien never stopped questioning what he was doing.
But he also talks as much nowadays of love and devotion as of injustice and revolt. His love for the Languedoc was, he now thinks, the ‘most powerful fuel’ in his decision to strike out alone; he deliberately decided not to make his domain any bigger in order to work with maximum respect for the land, to maximise the sense of being “in the sphere of living things”.
At the same time, he rejects simple notions of proprietorship. “The land belongs not to those who own it, but to those who work it. The previous generation kept it all going; that’s why we mustn’t let it slip. I hired a man for a year to rebuild dry stone walls. When you rebuild walls and the old people see that, it means a lot. It gives their existence meaning again. For 30 years, they were told it was useless, worthless work. It’s important, politically and morally.”
On the Mas Jullien office wall, there’s a quote from the Lebanese-American Khalil Gibran’s The Prophet (unattributed – the source perhaps doesn’t matter): ‘Le travail est l’amour rendu visible’ (work is love made visible). The sentiment is far from universally held in France, and I doubt you’ll find it tacked to many union or civil-service walls, but the quotation obviously means a lot to Jullien.
“There’s a star in the sky,” he says, “and there’s a line, a wire which extends from you towards that star. All work is a reaching out along that wire, towards that star, that ideal.” Faced with the economic challenges which confront us all in 2012, it seems an image worth cherishing.

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Have your say!
Andrew Jefford
January 17 15:55
Unless Olivier misspells his own name on his own label (which seems unlikely), it is indeed Olivier Jullien and Mas Jullien. I have a bottle on the desk in front of me. Hunter is welcome to come and share a glass next time he is passing ...
Hunter
January 11 02:28
It is not, "Olivier Jullien", but rather Olivier Julien. Nor is it, "Mas Jullien" but rather Mas Julien who may deserve - by dint of effort - some praise.
No matter how much one may throw in a bit of Brahms, or a Duke or two, facts, inescapably, remain facts.
Likewise, the quotations in the article above would be rejected as risible, or, at best, banal, if from the lips of a cornish cousin.
And imagine the response to a new world (non terroir-based or "sans terroir fixe") wine, by the same author.
To celebrate a domaine while failing to spell it's - or the owner's - name correctly, and to also allow such banalities to be quoted unchallenged, while also not mentioning a word about the domaine's wines, seems unfortunate.
That no wine lover above finds this unusual, or even notices, suggests a wider unthinking credulity.
Perhaps they would equally enjoy a few words on "Léovile-Barton"?
Mike Garrison
January 04 23:16
I had a bottle of his wine tonight (a 2009 rose) and enjoy his red and white wines. They all have 'soul' and 'personality' that is so lacking in many wines. You get to know and love them and can pick them out of a crowd. Olivier may be different than others to deal with but we need more people like him. He's almost as difficult as the stories of Jacques Reynaud of Ch Rayas years ago!
Des
January 03 11:03
Yet another in AJ’s series of interesting and sometimes controversial weekly pieces - well done, Mr. Jefford! As ever, of course, it would have been good to have heard more. Hearing from Pauline, the somewhat humourless 'former civil servant' who (if her comment is to be believed) worked in the public sector with such a high level of love, was a great consolation, though.
If the comment is not a clever spoof, AJ’s gentle barb clearly struck effortlessly home. That it prompted such an unintentionally(?) hilarious reconfirmation of a stereotype was a delicious bonus. Vive la difference! Yes, take it all back, Mr. Jefford – you were clearly so very wrong, on every level.
Happy New Year! Now, let’s all get back to those fine wines...