About Me

About Me

Hi, I’m Ryan. I like long walks on the beach, poetry, and making snarky pop-culture t-shirt designs for fun and profit. Actually, I was lying about the beach part. I hate beaches. I always run into trouble on beaches. Like that one time I almost got swept away in a tornado (no seriously, true story).

Anyway, I digress. Where was I? Ah! Yes! T-shirts. They’re great aren’t they? They make up at least 96% of my wardrobe. Having said that, I rather like having a good variety of them. Variety is the spice of life after all. I suppose the easy thing would be to just buy whatever t-shirts I suppo…what? what’s that? Get to the point??

Ugh, fine. So I have silly ideas sometimes. And once in a while, those silly ideas turn into doodles in Adobe Illustrator, and if I’m feeling particularly stupid, I’ll put it on t-shirts, hoodies, tank tops, hats, socks, rompers, that embarrassing sweater you got from the thrift store that one time, those crazy oversized jeans raver kids used to wear in the 90s, the fabulous, most groovy…BELLBOTTOMS (huuuh!) BELLBOTTOMS (YEE-AY-AH!), alligator sho…what? I’m just naming things now? Okay. Fine. And?? What? What did I do BEFORE all of this? I dunno. Something with computers, I guess…

Why "Hipster Donut"??

It was a stupid in-joke from another lifetime. I needed a name for this dumb idea I had to sell t-shirts with braindead visual puns on them, and Hipster Donut sounded like my particular brand of dumb-dumb, dopey-pants weirdo humour. So the name stuck.

My dumb ass tried a few times to start Hipster Donut a few times as a business, through various print-on-demand platforms who will go unnamed because they all suck. Eventually I just kinda gave up; until I met Kayt and we started dating. They saw some of my work, and set about trying to convince me that maybe I’m not a COMPLETE brainless, talentless hack. Then we got a Cricut machine for Christmas, and well, you know what happens when you give a couple of ADHD-afflicted artists a new shiny toy…

Anyway, you’re here now, reading this. Why? Go buy some t-shirts or something.