Shirts, Shirts, and More Shirts

My most recent artistic endeavor

As those of you loyal enough to subscribe to this know, I’m always desperate for creative outlets. I don’t always have the time to pour into those outlets that I would like (see: This Substack), but the desire is always there. The need to create something beyond just more paperwork in this world is overwhelming.

And, also, people have told me that I’m funny.

Funny, and a decent artist.*

As such, my latest endeavor has been trying to combine those skills into one by creating wearable art. (Alright, fine, graphic tees. But tasteful graphic tees. The good kind. The opposite of the ones that say ‘Federal Booty Inspector’, and are issued to chunky ninth grade boys the world over.)

Lawyer humor?

Got it.

Animal absurdities?

Got it.

St. Louis illustrations?

Got it.

Photography?

So much photography.

There’s more to come (I have a whole set of Oxford/Ole Miss designs already waiting in the pipeline, along with more animal absurdities).

But browse.

Be tempted.

Give in to the dream of 2004 and showcase your personality with a graphic tee. But like, better this time.

Those Federal Booty Inspector shirts were just a mistake.

As were their lady equivalents.

I’m looking at you, Abercrombie glitter tees. Those things were like a sparkly, tacky Covid. The glitter latched onto the world, plunging us all into an abyss of Victoria’s Secret Lovespell. That was all bad. But the art of the graphic tee didn’t have to be.

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*You know who won the 1999 Southeast Missouri Hospital Heart Smart Poster Contest, Kids 10-14 Age Division? That’s right. Yours truly. Because I’ve got mad art skillz.

Hint: I’m the tall one.