The shirt reads NOT FRIENDLY DO NOT TOUCH in the flat, condensed lettering of a municipal warning sign. Above the words sits a yellow caution triangle. Inside the triangle, a hand is crossed out by a diagonal bar. The whole composition borrows the visual grammar of a hazard placard — the kind bolted to a…

Two circles sit on a curved white ramp. The one at the upper left is dashed and empty. The one at the lower right is solid and resting on the flat ledge. Above them, in white capitals, the shirt reads I HAD POTENTIAL. That is the whole design. No punchline, no extra text, no arrow….

The lettering is almost an afterthought. On the dark shirt, four lowercase letters and a period sit dead center, small enough that you have to be close to read them. meh. No animal. No slogan. No exclamation point. The period does the work of a closed door. That scale is the argument. A shirt that…

The shirt reads LET’S ROOT FOR EACH OTHER AND WATCH EACH OTHER GROW, and the words wrap around four smiling root vegetables — carrot, radish, beet, and onion — drawn with their roots visible in soil. The lettering circles the group. The vegetables face outward, each one complete down to the taproot. It is a…

The rectangle is black-and-white speckled, like the cover of a composition notebook you’d buy for a dollar at a drugstore in August. A dark binding strip runs down the left edge. Inside the white ruled label, the word COMPOSITION sits at the top, and beneath it, an outlined ghost and a pumpkin. That’s the whole…