About the project

I’ve always thought it would have been cool to have taken a photo of every new item of clothing I bought when it was fresh and new. Even better would be to have photographically documented all the outfits that I found that really made me feel the business. I’ve never done it though. To start to do it now seems like a painful exercise as it might just serve as a reminder of all those outfits that have slipped out of favour, each of it’s constituent pieces now faded and stuck at the back of a drawer, or worse – shoved in a bin bag and dropped off at the charity shop.

As a nod towards this desire to document my clothes, I thought I’d have a go at photographing every t-shirt that was in my t-shirt drawer on one particular day. I photographed all of the shirts that weren’t in the wash, or stuffed in the bottom of the wardrobe, or in rarely-worn limbo in the box in the top cupboard.

I’m not claiming to have a particularly remarkable collection of t-shirts. In fact to call this a collection is to give too much significance to a fairly random selection of upper-body-covering-devices. They’re just what I wear. I love them, I’m indifferent to them. They are the bedrock of my wardrobe.

They’re every t-shirt in my drawer.