I’m a painter in Oakland.
For about fifteen years the same shapes kept showing up in my paintings. Eventually I stopped fighting it and wrote them down. Now it’s a language — its own glyphs, its own grammar. I call it z0glyphic 913.
The paintings live at brettamory.com. This is the shop.
The shirts are sentences in the language. Each one is printed with what it means in English, so you can read what you’re wearing. The whole alphabet is becoming a print — forthcoming. Until then, read it at brettamory.com.
Same person. Two doors.