Our Story

It all started in a garage with a hand-me-down printing press, YouTube tutorials and 40 blank tee shirts.
Brandon needed a change of pace, a chance to work with his hands. Late nights pulling prints in the stillness of that garage, filled with dusty boxes of old baseball cards and rusted tools, was the therapy he needed. Practicing to get just the right touch for a crisp image, just the right mix of inks for a slightly washed out finish. Washing out screens in the light of the moon, watching the colors run and swirl and drift away, hours of labor disappearing down the drain.