Five letters, a fuse.
1919 — Marcel Duchamp takes a postcard of the Mona Lisa, draws a mustache and goatee on it, and writes underneath: L.H.O.O.Q.
Read in French, it sounds like “elle a chaud au cul” — she’s hot in the ass. The Mona Lisa no longer smiles.
Or maybe she smiles better. It’s not just a provocation — it’s an intervention.
A cut into the fabric of “common sense”.
This is where the project was born: on the edge between meaning and nonsense, between aesthetics and visual sabotage.
A mental attitude.
A way to transform the ordinary into an act.
We believe in the poetry of the useless, in rituals without purpose, in irony as a form of resistance.
In the fact that the most radical design is often a gesture made of nothing.
LHOOQ is not a brand. It’s a diversion.