If you’ve ever been lucky enough to see a Defender machine boot up, you’re familiar with this sort of image. The random-yet-purposeful blast of the perfectly organized visual noise that will soon resolve into something great. You can see it there, can’t you? Like some multi-dimensional shoggoth about to come through and bare itself before your helpless and easily crushed perceptions?

Maybe Buckminster Fuller pictured this on his walls. Maybe Flatlanders call this a four star hotel with a pool in every room. Maybe putting this on makes you a post-modern Iceman that cannot be created or destroyed, only evaporated or possibly turned into urine. Who can say what inspired this shirt or what it truly means? Well, possibly the guy in the next segment.

This shirt was designed by: MWM Graphics. They have a portfolio and a new book and have even had a recent solo show. They also had a twelve line biography statement so you know they’re real artists. And by “they”, we mean “Matt W. Moore, founder and curator of Wallspankers Magazine”. So go ask him about deeper meaning. We’re sticking with the mutant urine theory for now.

Wear this shirt: because no one wants to see that gut, fatty. Start doing an extra ten sit ups a day. Next year when we start belt.woot and you’re buying an extra small, it’ll all be worth it.

Don’t wear this shirt: if you’re a staunch Spirograph purist. There’s not one curved line to be seen.

This shirt tells the world: “Yeah, I’m the guitar player for this band called Mutant Urine Theory. Totally came up with the name myself.”

We call this color: The New Black.

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