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One of the first things that I do when I return to my family home in Athens is go downstairs to the basement where we keep our wine. That\u2019s first and foremost for practical reasons because wine is in order at my family’s reunion dinners. I have many memories of going downstairs with my father to pick out the wine, and since he died, this ritual has acquired a new status, something that is to be exercised with the reverence for what we did before. But I also go down to the wine room because I simply like to look at the wine. I only spend a few weeks a year in Athens, so I never quite remember what the stock consists of. Thus, it\u2019s always a wonderful surprise to discover an old vintage I had forgotten about, and to anticipate drinking it sometime soon. Our basement is not quite a cellar, but it\u2019s the closest we have to one. It\u2019s dark and a little bit humid and the coolest part of the house throughout the year. Most bottles rest on their side on narrow shelves in a pantry-like room alongside bottles of olive oil my grandmother acquires from a source she trusts along with home-made marmalade; oversize cooking utensils; and often some tomatoes. There are three generations of wine, as it were, resting there–some quite old bottles, from my grandfather\u2019s time; increasingly fewer bottles from the 1990s and early 2000s acquired by or gifted to my father;, and a majority of more recent vintages that I have purchased, many of which have found their way into a small wine fridge. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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When going through some of the older bottles a few months ago, it occurred to me that this modest household cellar is a small testament to the progress that Greek wine has made over the past 40 or so years. The oldest bottles, those of my grandfather, are from the 1980s. They are composed mainly of the traditional wines of the post-war era: old school Retsina by Boutaris<\/strong> in a 3-litre bottle; sweet red wine from Mount Athos in a peculiarly shaped bottle to fit this wine-oddity; and sweet red Mavrodafni, by iconic producer Achaia Claus<\/strong>. There are also a few dry white wines from the same producer, among them the most famous label of the time \u201cDemestica\u201d. These are wines from a different era of Greek viticulture and wine making–what to me seems like the rustic and traditional wines of the past, though I suspect some of them were the early attempts at industrially-produced wine for the masses. I haven\u2019t attempted to open and try any of them, as they are almost certainly long past their drinking stage. This way they also keep some life in them, making them the live fossils they are. The next lot of wines from the 1990s and early 2000s already demonstrates a quantum leap in quality, as well as focus. The bottles are a mixture of both more-traditional wines, like sweet Muscat wine from the island of Samos; a handful of Xinomavro wines; the northern grape variety of Naoussa and Amyntaion; and quite a few wines made from European grape varieties such as Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot and Syrah. Most of those wines, to my pleasant surprise, are drinking pretty well, with the Samos sweet wine seemingly intact despite the conditions that it has been kept in not being ideal. This might be an oversimplification, but in my mind these bottles represent the trend of Greek wine making during the 1980s and 1990s, namely a continuation of some traditional wine- making by default, but mostly a turn towards international grape varieties. This development must have been in part due to the fact that many new Greek wine- producers at the time were being trained as oenologists in France.  But I have a feeling that Greek wine-producers thought that a turn to the internationally-recognized French grape varieties would propel them into the modern wine-making revolution that the rest of the world was already experiencing. It was modernity by imitation, attempting to copy the quality benchmark wines of Bordeaux, Burgundy (Chardonnays were also becoming widely available) and the Rhone Valley, much like the countries of the New World. A similar thing had happened to Greek pop music in the 1960s with the appearance of numerous bands essentially aping The Beatles<\/em>, a conscious rejection of Greek folk music, which would have dominated the popular music scene in previous years. The results were charming, but have not aged as well. I now know that by the late 1980s, pioneer wine makers like Gerovasilleiou<\/strong> and Skouras<\/strong>, were already turning their attention to indigenous grape varieties, such as Malagousia and Agiorgitiko, alongside the Cabernets and the Chardonnays. However, their wines would take a few more years before they found their way onto most people\u2019s dinner tables and into their basement cellars. I\u2019m not saying I don\u2019t like Greek wines made from international grape varieties. I do a lot. In fact, as quality continues to improve, the best of these wines are being exported, attracting the attention of international wine-lovers who until recently were only interested in the local varieties. But in the search for what might be the quintessential modern Greek wine, these bottles are not it.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Modernism is often defined as the rejection of tradition. Perhaps the most striking example of modernism is to be found in painting, with entirely new styles, techniques and themes evolving out of a more classical era, resulting in the works of the likes of Picasso<\/strong> and Matisse<\/strong>, that seem to be worlds apart from those of their predecessors. But a closer look reveals that modernism is not in fact the rejection of tradition: it is its transformation into something new. The 19th century painter \u00c9douard Manet<\/strong> is credited by many as the artist who initiated modern art, and some of his most controversial works at the time, such as Olympia<\/em> and Dejeuner sur l\u2019herbe<\/em>, were explicitly referencing and paying homage to classical works of art from the 16th century– Titian<\/strong>\u2019s Venus of Urbino<\/em> and Marcantonio Raimondi<\/strong>\u2019s The Judgement of Paris, <\/em>respectively. Manet\u2019s paintings are clearly doing something different than those old classics: something that hadn\u2019t been done beforeby introducing prostitutes as the subjects of his paintings instead of ancient goddesses, for example, or bringing his subjects into a new, more direct relationship with the viewer. But it is also clear that these paintings owe a lot to the classics they reference, and the newly developing criteria of success for these paintings only make sense in relation to those of the past.   As the influential American art-critic Clement Greenberg<\/strong> writes \u201cI cannot insist enough that Modernism has never meant anything like a break with the past. It may mean a devolution, an unraveling of anterior tradition, but it also means its continuation. Modernist art develops out of the past without a gap or break, and whenever it ends up, it will never stop being intelligible in terms of the continuity of art.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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