If you were the nerdy punk/goth/emo kid in high school who grew up to be a weird and wonderful parent (or plant/pet/honorary parent), you’re my people. I make art for the alt-hearted. The chronically online. The folks who want something bold and personal hanging on their wall—or better yet, on their body.

You’ll find folklore, parenthood, Hozier lyrics, anti-capitalist birds, and emotional rodents all mashed together in this shop. Everything’s hand-printed by me, usually in the company of snacks and a playlist that swings from riot grrrl to sad dad rock.