Teddie started as a quick hand sketch — the kind you make on autopilot. A teddy bear. Soft. Friendly. Harmless, until you look a second too long and something feels off.

I fed the drawing to NightCafe, not to invent him but to misunderstand him. I treat AI like a collaborator that doesn’t listen: it exaggerates the wrong things, adds texture where it shouldn’t, and introduces a quiet wrongness I’d never plan.

What came back was unusable. Too messy. Too untrustworthy. I dragged it into Photoshop and took control. Cleaned edges, tuned the expression, stripped distractions, kept the unease. Not polish — focus. Readable, wearable, unsettling.

Only then did Teddie become a shirt.

That loop of drawing, distortion, and correction is the point. Soft and familiar, slightly misaligned, like a childhood object that remembers more than it should.

Methods (Redacted)

Specimen designation: ORG–Δ

Initial input consisted of a hand-rendered schematic representing an internal structure of unknown scale and function. The form was intentionally incomplete and presented without contextual markers. Labels were omitted.

The schematic was subjected to algorithmic interpretation via a generative system trained to resolve ambiguity through pattern reinforcement. During processing, the system exhibited increased symmetry, repetition, and artifact generation. These behaviors were not corrected.

No attempt was made to identify function.

Final output was isolated, normalized, and transferred to a wearable substrate for observation outside controlled conditions.

Join the Club started as a fast, panicked sketch — the way anxiety shows up in dreams. A figure mid-flinch. Eyes too open. Body locked tight. Unresolved. Less an image than a moment you wake up inside.

I ran it through NightCafe, not to invent anything, but to turn the volume up. AI doesn’t know how to reassure. It overstates tension, repeats stress cues, and shoves everything toward the surface. The result was overload — too bright, too alert, too much.

So I pulled it into Photoshop and took control. Simplified the form, cooled the color chaos, and narrowed the expression.

Anxiety isn’t rare or personal. It’s ambient. Shared. You don’t opt in.

Grubster Love

Grubster Love began as an impulse to broadcast.

Not a drawing, not a character study — a decision. A label. A mark that indicates this exists and you’ve encountered it. The TinyGrubster logo is displayed plainly, without metaphor, paired with a QR code that refuses subtlety. Scan it or don’t. Either way, the moment has already happened.

This piece isn’t about mystery. It’s about circulation.

The design intentionally leans into comfort and familiarity. Love, after all, spreads better when it’s soft. The shirt wears easily, blends into daily life, and does its work quietly — passing through rooms, conversations, and bodies, carrying context forward whether anyone asked for it or not.