The first season of ice hockey I ever played, the only stat that our team took first place in was penalty minutes.
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Jello
I made a few shirt designs to send over to the Alternative Tentacles crew for Jello Biafra and the Guantanamo School of Medicine.
If you need some merch designs, get in touch at caroline@mooredesign.us.
New Blood
Who’s ready to for way too much back story on how a shirt got made? Sure you are.
Back in 2010, I started this word art project. Part of it was because I was working somewhere that I didn’t get to do any design work, and I was bored. So I wanted a small project that I could do on my lunch breaks. The other part was that in 2010, I got sick again. Because I thought we were sort of done with that whole mess, it was a lot harder the second time. Early in the project, I was making my own brand of little inspirational graphics to use as desktop wallpapers. The “hang in there” kitty wasn’t really my style, I guess. One of the very first ones I made was this:
Distressed fonts were super trendy four years ago maybe. It’s from a Pinhead Gunpowder song called New Blood, and it’s a pretty literal thing – six PICC lines later, and my arms are scarred up. I lost a non-essential organ, so there’s a few more.
Cut to 2014, and I’m still on meds for Lyme. This past winter I really hit the skids, and had some of the worst pain I’ve had in a long time. One night my hands were killing me, and keeping me awake, so I thought “fine, I’ll draw some bones that DON’T suck.” I started drawing some skeleton hands, and I remembered that I’d been wanting to make myself a PHGP shirt, since they don’t really sell their own. I pulled the heart from my original word art piece, and ended up redrawing it and adding the text.
I made a pretty badass shirt, constructed entirely from sadness.
I ended up printing a few to send to the guys. Billie’s and Jason’s got sent to their manager, so I don’t know if they ever saw them. I mailed Aaron’s to him directly, and he sent back a very nice letter on some stationary that he found in a junkyard, which sounds about right.