Ultraviolet Fractal
When I drew Ultraviolet in the early 2000s I was wrestling with the same questions I'm wrestling with now. The global issues haven't moved. Unless you count backwards as movement. This is the next chapter.
Model wearing Ultraviolet Fractal - Organic Streetwear for those unbroken.
When I drew Ultraviolet in the early 2000’s, I was wrestling with a lot of the same concerns as I am now. Not because my life hasn’t moved, it has, but the global issues I was thinking about at 17, haven’t.
Unless you count backwards as movement.
Creator or Destroyer
It’s about wrestling with the existential and where you place judgement. If you fix it here, does it break there? How do you know anything? How do you know what you don’t know? Are we creating or destroying? Earth or Purgatory? Are we alive or dead? That’s what I thought about at 17 – read into that what you will.
I’ve just finished Ultraviolet Fractal
The next chapter in the story. It’s the twenty year later version of the same questions. It’s the start of Ultraviolet as a character, and each new iteration, is an exploration of that story. Organic streetwear for those unbroken. Still building, still trying, still fighting. Still figuring it out.
Logic Descends: The Origin Story of the Second Design.
“Some things change. Some things don’t.
And sometimes, the things you made decades ago find their way back home.”
It was 2002. I was 23. Aw. Or Aaah. Not sure which.
A night of Skull Monkeys & Resident Evil
I was housesitting and spent an evening drawing, playing Skull Monkeys, and watching the first Resident Evil. That’s when I drew Logic Descends. She didn’t have a name then. I drew two versions that night. I kept both
Enter: Attempted Burglary at 3AM
Much later, I was woken up by the sound of a crowbar hitting a metal gate. I switched the lights on. They ran. Cops came. Life went on.
Make of that what you will.
Logic Descends… or Angel?
You decide. When I revived her for Mongrel Logic, I kept her mostly as she was, her face is new, the animalistic stance, the sharp energy, the slightly feral wings, they’re the same.
She’s a piece of my early creative DNA.
2002 Time Capsule
This is me from the same year (and my brother); oversized jumper, corduroy’s (I know) too big. Basically… still me.
Some things change. Some things don’t. And sometimes, the things you made decades ago find their way back home.
More designs (and more stories from the vault) coming soon.