Behind Bones Bloom T
- mwenthur1234
- Sep 24
- 1 min read
This one hit different. It spoke to me more than anything I’ve made before — because it took months. Months of sizing, tweaking, obsessing over every detail. Two months ago, this shirt only existed in my head. Now it’s real, in my hands.
Even as we’re decaying, take the shot. What lies in the foreground is closer, more vibrant, more alive than we let ourselves believe. Life feels black and white until you pull the trigger — then suddenly there’s texture, depth, and color. All of it, right in front of us. All of it, attainable.
Like everything in nature, we have to die to become something new. Even when all that’s left is bone, we still feed the Earth. There’s beauty in that. Transformation through decay. Meaning in the breakdown.
The shirt isn’t just clothing — it’s proof. Proof that an idea born in a moment of reflection or struggle can manifest into something tangible, wearable, and alive. The fact that it started as a vision and now exists in the real world? That’s alchemy.
That’s why I was drawn to Wyrds. Everything I make pulls me deeper into my fate. Couldn’t do this without the best support and customers in the world.




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