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Field Notes from the Cultural Apothecary

Hogue

In elegant serif letters, the word Hogue crows the image - a mischievous echo of Vogue. Behind it stretches an African landscape like a wallpaper dream: patterned, distant, and luminous. At the center, a baroque chair stands in quiet absurdity, upholstered in refinement yet occupied by an unexpected guest - a warthog seated with perfect composure.

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Both parody and portrait, Hogue plays with the language of glamour and wildness. It replaces fashion’s polished ideal with something earthbound, intelligent, and unbothered.

The warthog sits where models once posed, reclaiming the frame with quiet confidence - beauty, it seems, wears many faces.

Off to new horizons !

Off to new horizons !

Sold today... I'm sending the small boat across the ocean, setting gentle waves into motion...

The Red Garden

The Red Garden

Under a crescent moon, a great tree rises - its branches alive with nesting birds and the whisper of wings returning through the night. Behind it glows a red wall, its upper edge adorned with delicate ornament, enclosing a world that breathes like a dream.

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Within this hidden garden, blue pathways shimmer like flowing silk, and flowers sparkle in the moonlight, their petals touched by silver. A small stream winds through the scene, carrying reflections of stars and leaves alike.

The Red Garden is a vision of nocturnal harmony - where moonlight, color, and song weave together in stillness, and every branch seems to remember the rhythm of flight.

Mother Cow

Mother Cow

A mother cow stands beside her calf, her head gently turned toward it in quiet devotion. Her body is adorned with an ornate saddle, patterned like a tapestry of care, and from her back a tree begins to grow - life rising from life. Around them, arabesques unfold in soft, luminous symmetry, echoing the harmony between creature and creation.

The earth itself seems sustained by her presence: the patience of her gaze, the abundance of her milk, the calm rhythm of her being. in Hindu tradition, the cow embodies this sacred freedom - not through power, but through boundless giving, a love so gentle it sustains the world.