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Field Notes from the Cultural Apothecary

Wild Piglet

A soft Provençal light drifts through trees of green and gold - perhaps olive trees, their leaves trembling in the summer air. Beneath them stretches a sea of lavender, its violet fragrance almost visible, rippling like perfume across the land.

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In the midst of this fragrance calm, two armchairs rest among the blooms. On one of them, a small wild piglet has settled in, fast asleep - a visitor from another world, out of place yet perfectly at home.

Wild Piglet captures the quiet moment when nature trespasses gently into human order, turning beauty itself into an invitation.

Fennec Fox

Summer lingers in the air - the grass pale with heat, scattered with the last small blooms. Trees with long, hanging branches cast shifting shadow over the scene. Beneath one of them stands a pale blue armchair, its fabric faded by the light.

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Curled upon it sleeps a fennec fox, its vast ears pricked to the world. Around it, everything seems to hum - leaves, air, the faint vibration of silence becoming sound.

Fennec Fox is a meditation on listening: that still, electric moment when the world gathers its breath, and even quiet becomes music.

Little Zebra

In a quiet room, a couch waits before a wall that opens like a window into another world. Through the patterned wallpaper, Africa shimmers - an acacia tree standing against the horizon, clouds gathering above distant green.

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On the couch sits a zebra, calm and composed, its gaze meeting the viewer’s with quiet curiosity. It seems both guest and guardian, at home and elsewhere.

Little Zebra reflects on the spaces between worlds - between interior and landscape, dream and waking, day and night, black and white.

Neither one nor the other, it simply is: a creature of balance, stillness, and gentle paradox.

The Wise Giraffe

In a tranquil room, a couch rests against a wall that seems to open into another world. Through the patterned wallpaper, the African plains unfold - acacia trees standing tall against soft, distant hills.

Upon the couch sits a small giraffe, its neck gracefully extended, eyes bright with gentle composure. The scene feels both whimsical and contemplative - a quiet meeting of domestic calm and wild perspective.

The Wise Giraffe reminds us of its own quiet proverb: you don’t get any leaves unless you stick your neck out. Wisdom, it seems, grows at the edge of reach - where curiosity meets courage.