A place with a pronounced style, which speaks to those sensitive to atmosphere, light, and life. Between these walls, the air seems lighter, silence has an echo, and each plant tells a story.
Here, there is no meticulously manicured lawn or hedge cut with a ruler, beauty is born from the poetic disorder of a wild botanical garden where rare species thrive, jealously observed by connoisseurs.
Forty years have given this house an inimitable soul, shaped by materials chosen to last and an architect who thought first of life, not of appearance.
The interior, renovated with delicate touches, marries polished concrete, solid wood, and warm volumes, without seeking frozen perfection. Each room invites you to slow down, listen to the wind in the trees, let time stretch out.
A place for those who refuse conformity, who find beauty in the unexpected, who dream of a place to retreat without isolating themselves, where one lives in a living, vibrant, and deeply personal cocoon.


This house does not seek to seduce everyone. Just free spirits.