Off White T-shirts

Yor
The colors that stitch my story. They are somewhere between introduction, body, and conclusion.

Relax

Yor

$ 42

Relax - Off White

Mış
The colors that stitch my story. They are somewhere between introduction, body, and conclusion.

Ecek
The colors that stitch my story. They are somewhere between introduction, body, and conclusion.

Okeanos
I survived for centuries and began performing a one-man play in the flashy costumes of each and every species that I caused the extinction of.

Escape Flip
Spirit of the broken item, hear me out! We fell to pieces but let's accept it, we had a great time.

Lead Time
In this language without any place, time expands as the duration of a song.

Horizon Sketch
Can a couch have a story? Without people

Apex Sketch
Let's face it, we had a great time.

Mask Sketch
Extras don't use stunt doubles.

Rollkow
After the harvest was complete, they entrusted the field to a crow and took off. Now they had exactly 200 years left to return.

Paper Ground
Rigid cities bend with footprints left on wet concrete, and perhaps, the surface changes its mind.

Arnung
Everyday they wake up, check the day's menu and choose a mask. Because extras don't use stunt doubles.

Mengene Sketch
When everyone stares at each other, the skin of differences gets scraped.

Soulful Sketch
What exactly formed thoughts into shapes?

Because Of You
"The ego is your enemy, not your friend. It is the ego that gives you wounds and hurts you. It is the ego that makes you violent, angry, jealous, competitive. It is the ego that is continuously comparing and feeling miserable."

Osho

Stories Sketch
On the first blank page I saw, I took a bunch of notes before they flew away.

Mano Duo
Bir rüyada olmadığınızı anlamak için, ellerinize bakın.

Regular - Kırık Beyaz

Mind Museum Sketch
Hafıza müzemin bekçileri.

Xuntos
İnsan dinginlik arayışında insandan kaçar sonra yine insan arar. Kendi gibi birilerine yolda rastlamak isteyeceğini hiç düşünmemişti. Belki de bu uzun süreli yalnızlık korkutmuştu. Kimsenin çıkmayacağı bir yolculuğa çıkacak kadar delirmiş olamazdı ya. İnsan yolda dinlenir, sorgular, çelişir ve sonunda rahatlamak ister. Bir siluet bir hareket görse rahatlayacaktı. Yalnız olmadığını bilmenin rahatlığıydı ihtiyacı olan. Çok geçmeden ufka doğru kendi halinde yürüyen birilerini gördü. Yolunu bir bakıma onların varlığına onaylattı. Yalnız değildi. Bir insan en fazla insanlara tahammül edeceğini hissettiği zamana dek yalnız kalabiliyor.