My mom taught me how to silkscreen when I was 14. My first t-shirt read “I’m with stupid,” with an arrow. I thought I was hilarious. I think I threw it out in one of those I-was-so-immature-back-then purges. (I need to stop doing that!)
It took me years to perfect my version of the imperfect art. Beautiful inconsistencies- charming imperfections- fill each print. Making each one unique. Special. I love it.
I started at midnight. It’s a silkscreening tradition. In high school and college it was because I owed 20 to 300 people t-shirts for the next day and I like the pressure. This time it was just because that’s how it came to be. I love the rush of midnight, when everyone is asleep. I went to bed at two, with the living room covered in drying fabric.