2 posts tagged “tshirt”
I'm never really proud of myself for things I do and have done.
But I've been proud of myself the past week---in regards to screenprinting, that is.
I'm finally getting the hang of it. And that makes me happy because I'm no longer afraid of it.
(Yeah, yeah, I was always afraid of it because I was afraid I'd eff something up and it'd end up costing me.)
These are the newest prints I did last night and today.
I think it's neat how I'm now able to transfer drawings and doodles and such onto clothing. I mean, I COULD before---but never as much as I wanted to. I can only do so much with appliqué. (Not that I don't love appliqué. I think it's boss.)
I always get asked to do womens clothing.
But I just don't feel comfortable doing womens clothing.
Two reasons:
1. I'm not a woman, nor do I wear womens clothing. So, I'm not familiar/comfortable with what women wear, really. (I mean, I KNOW... but I am more familiar with what guys wear. Sometimes women wear some weird things...)
2. There are already too many awesome designers that make womens clothing, especially in the DIY department. I can't really think of many cool designers out there for guys in terms of clothing. Or any...
(And I'm not saying I'm an awesome/cool designer or anything. I'm just saying.)
But maybe I just don't know anything.
I'm pretty oblivious to many things.
I sorta pick and choose what I want to know about.
But if there WERE some cool things out there for guys then I'd already know about it because I already know what's cool. (Joke.)
I'm a t-shirt and jeans kinda guy. I can't stress this enough.
I'm not fancy. I have no suit. I have no nice shoes. (And out of the shoes I do own, all of them have holes in them.)
And I only have about five t-shirts, too.
I never make anything for myself anymore. Not since C.Lit.
In other news, my trusty notebook (the one I write down all ideas and notes and memos and etc. in) has been filled up.
I wrote its lifespan (February 2008-April 20, 2008) on the front cover. Kinda like a tombstone or something.
(Forgot the date I bought it.)
I started a new one, though. This one is small (which is good) and handmade.
(Thanks, Scott!)
I gave one to Sarah J. because she needed a planner.
The one she bought got lost in the mail. =(
Bummer.
I took the weekend off sorta.
But I missed you.
The other night I had a dream that I met Kathleen Hanna (again) but this time she kept trying to give me her number. Well, she kept toying with the idea (and toying with me) of giving me her number. And it went on like that all evening.
We had gotten margaritas and Mexican food. (But I sorta wanna say that instead of a dinner table, we were just in a hot tub.)
Way tropical.
And then last night I had a dream that a couple of you IM'ed me on AIM, but I ignored you all because I was trying to fuck with something on the internet.
YOU, Ashley C., kept IM'ing me repeatedly with the question: "Hey, wanna play Photoshop?"
I don't know what that was supposed to mean.
But I was busy.
And the idea of playing Photoshop didn't sound very appealing to me.
I hate editing photos, too.
I look all scraggly and tired today:
That "Valie Export" is a shirt I made today using some fabric Ben J. gave me the other day.
I've gotten QUITE the collection of beer bottles in my little "room" at my apartment.
It's like the summer of 2006 revisited.
Here was the breakfast menu today:
