Real life is analog.

I'm Dominique. I'm an agronomist, a gardener, and someone who spent years thinking "it would be so cool to have my own t-shirt brand" — and then did nothing about it.

Last year, a personal crisis changed that. The kind that sits you down and asks what you're actually waiting for. Dead by Gardening started the morning after I answered that question.

I have a Cottage Garden at home — vegetables, fruit, flowers, things that demand your attention in ways a notification never will. There's something that happens when you eat a tomato you grew yourself that no algorithm can replicate. You taste it differently. You earned it. That's as analog as it gets.

I grew up with cassette players and afternoons outside. The smartphone arrived when I was 26 — late enough that I still remember what life felt like without one. Now I'm past 40, I have kids, and I notice how fast time moves and how much of it disappears into a screen.

Dead by Gardening is for people who feel that tension. Who love the idea of being offline more than they manage to actually be offline. Who grow things, touch dirt, eat what they planted — and wear that identity on their chest.

We're not here to lecture anyone. We're too busy looking at our phones to do that.