So it was just me and a small silkscreen press I found on the Internet and a copy of Photoshop. After hours, in a warehouse in the dim light of the only free space not stacked with boxes and equipment, I made T-shirts – and I made them my way. At the time, I realized other brands were boring and uncomfortable. And I’m not the only one who noticed. I was able to get my designs on the racks among established brands in a few local boutiques and they started to sell well. Customers appreciated the quality of the fabric and the thoughtful designs. Every time I sold a tee, the profit went to buy three more. And so it went.