5 posts tagged “tshirt”
well, it has been tuesday all day, from what i can tell. let myself get into making some tshirt designs- the last one came as an image in a half sleep/wake state. i won't say what it is here, but i will say that i think it's pretty damn funny. and it came out super bitchin good. i'm going to see if i can find some smaller sponges brushes because this design is a bit more detailed. it is going to take a repetion of small dabs to get it on a tshirt successfully.
i worked out tonite. i'm liking my body these days, feeling pretty good about it. vain? sure. but i'm also pretty humble about what i've got. when i live in a town filled with buff 20 year old boys, running around w/ no shirts all summer- being able to feel good about my physical appearance is quite a feat.
anywho, it has been a good day. i really enjoyed a change in perspective. what i am understanding is that art is like acting. meaning, there are a hundred ways to create something. it really is not about getting it "right"- that desperate search for the right decision. it is so much easier than that. the more room i give myself to explore, the more i feel at ease- confidence naturally emerges as a result. understanding this is a true gift.
have beautiful dreams.
Kman
so today, it was about deciding to let myself create without it be do or die. i want to make these tshirts to sell, but i also need to give myself room to explore and create. i can't just snap out 4 or 5 shirts when i still am figuring out my technique. i'm still in the "exploring" phase and I need to give myself persmission to just be where i am. that was one of the big lessons i learned at the end of this last semester. and it carries over into all of life, even tshirt making. this is an experience, not an orchestrated manuever to an predetermined ending. so i will let myself create, make mistakes, learn, have some fun, and make a few tshirts. if i'm lucky, i will figure out how to do it well enough to make a lil' cash. but the moment is the moment- not the means to an end.
alright. nighty-night. dream of vampires and space invaders.
Kman
it is 11:26pm. i'm pretty tired. didn't get any beauty sleep to recover from last night's evening of art.
so i've unearthed my couch from school books and old assignments. funny, i've been cleaning my apartment in bits at a time. not diving in to make it all shiney. instead it is a slow recovery from finals and before finals. soon, i'll actually get the mop out. thinking about how i could rearrange some thing to make more room for the teeny tiny tshirt biz. bought ten tshirts from the thrift store today. going to make a few samples and see what sells, what people have interest in. i would love to buy new tshirts, but then i think about how using second hand tshirts- still in good condition, is an act of recycling. we'll see if others appreciate that idea or are turned off. oh, marketing.
so i'm thinking of calling the biz "Get Shirty." ah, i just googled it and it's been taken. so, i originally wanted to go with Gorgon Garcon Designs. but it is a bit of a tongue twister. and not many people know what a Gorgon is- or who a Gorgon is, rather. So maybe something else.
anywho, time to get ready for slumber. tomorrow is work, albeit a slow work. maybe i'll even get some tshirts done while i'm there, eh?
nighty-night.
Kman
I’m sitting here at one of the various UI parking ramps. not
as a patron trying to get out, but as an employee taking money for the privilege of parking. on the slow shifts, this job
is about as cakey as cake can get.
it is a incredibly beautiful Saturday afternoon
with no visible signs of global warming in my immediate vicinity. the parking
booth is an outside, freestanding booth- so I’ve got windows open w/ a lovely
breeze coming through. the booth I’m at has internet access (mostly) and it is
graduation day, so the lot I am at is really dead. dead, in this context, is
beautiful. I’ve brought a DVD with me and plan on just enjoying the free time. the
semester is over and blocks of stress continue to lift from my body and psyche.
it is delicious. much like this day.
tonite we (a group of friends and myself) are celebrating a
dear friend and beautiful woman, Cammie. she is moving to Portland in early June and this is our night
to cry, laugh and start saying goodbye. fortunately, Portland kicks ass, so I gladly will be out
to visit her and her son in the future. I’ve made her a super cool tshirt w/ acrylic
fabric paint, and I wonder if I should start doing t-shirts like this on a
regular basis. I would have to charge $20 for them, however, because they are
not silk screen. I use stencils and paint the tshirt by hand. anyway, it’s a
goody good idea.
my intention for this blog, I’ve decided is to post at least once a day- just for me- and document little moments of time. because this is a blog and not a private journal, one always has to have one eye on the audience- even if that audience is only a party of two. so here are little snippets, ribbons of from the day, thoughts spliced together on a spool of time. nothing fancy, just an indication of movement, of life. croissant crumbs on a linear trail of random divergences.