Design
This Ain’t Peace & Love — It’s Desert-Born Design.
Map Out Your Pattern
Prep Like a Pro
Crease & Conquer
Bind Like a Boss
Dye With Purpose
The Fold is where the fabric gets wrangled like a stubborn jackrabbit. You’re crumpling, twisting, rolling—basically telling that cloth, “You’re gonna behave.” This sets the stage for where the dye won’t go, like shade under a cactus. Tight folds mean tight control. Loose folds? You’re just wingin’ it like a cowboy with no saddle.
The Bind is the duct tape of the operation. Rubber bands, twine, zip ties—whatever holds it together like a busted tailgate. This is your second line of defense, the pattern-maker. It’s like branding your cattle: slap it on right, and you’ll get clean, bold marks. Slap it on wrong? Well, now it’s “abstract art.”
The Dye is the wild card. It’s the desert storm rolling in with color. You can go full monsoon and soak the whole thing, or drizzle it like a busted garden hose. Placement matters—unless you like your shirt lookin’ like a chili spill at a cook-off. Done right, it’s a masterpiece. Done wrong? Still wearable… just maybe not to church.
Fold It
Fold It Like You Mean It — This Ain’t a Negotiation.
Wranglin’ Your Fabric
Before you start slingin’ dye, give that fabric a proper desert bath for 30 minutes. Mix 1 cup of soda ash with a gallon of water—like makin’ cowboy coffee but for cloth. If you want color that sticks like cactus spines, soak it. Wring it out like a dry canteen—it’ll fold easier, dye better, and hold tight like desert mud.
Fan
This fold’s got range—like a ranch hand who can fix a fence, rope a steer, and still whip up a mean chili. IIt’s an accordion fold—like makin’ a paper fan, but with fabric that fights back. Stack it like gear in a dusty pickup. Nail it, and you get clean lines like desert highway stripes. Miss the mark? You’ve got yourself some good ol’ coyote chaos.
Bullseye
Also called the “Scrunch,” this fold’s got attitude. It’s the wild card—can go full chaos or line up cleaner than a row of fence posts. You’re bunchin’ that fabric like tumbleweed in a windstorm, using your fingers to push, pull, and pile it up like you’re wrangling a stubborn tarp in a dust storm.
Mandala
This fold’s like a kid makin’ paper airplanes—simple if you want, tricky if you’re feelin’ fancy. You and shape it into a clean, symmetrical form with layered triangular points, like desert stars lining up at dusk. Easy to fold, but the real action’s in the bind—that’s where the pattern earns its stripes.
Crumple
Think sunburst. Think rattlesnake rings. This fold starts with picking your center—where the bullseye’s gonna hit. You pinch that spot like you're grabbing a scorpion by the tail, then lift it up and let the rest of the fabric fall like desert dust off a boot. Bind and dye determine the mark.
Totem
Let coyote chaos run wild with this fold—it’s all instinct, no blueprint. You’re not following rules here, you’re following gut feelings and dusty daydreams. This fold’s all flow—chase symmetry like a desert sunrise or go full outlaw. Scrunch, twist, and let the desert do its thing.
Bind It
Bind It Tight — Like You’re Strappin’ Down for a Dust Storm.
Bond Grit
Pick your binder like you pick your tools—rubber bands give flex, like a loose hitch. String or sinew? That’s precision gear, tighter control, less bleed. Your choice sets the tone for how wild or clean your pattern rides.
Trail Branding
The lines you lay down are your roadmap. Whether you’re coloring inside ‘em or goin’ rogue, they tell you where to drop the dye. Want blends, gradients, or bold color blocks? Those lines are your guide—like trail markers in the canyon.
Grit Grooves
Where you slap the bind, that’s where the pattern takes shape. Stack a few straight ones—bam, you’ve got a border. Curve ‘em, and now you’re carving out shapes like wind through canyon walls.
Iron Grab
Tight bind? You get crisp white lines—clean as a desert horizon. Loose bind? Colors blend like a sunset over canyon walls. Somewhere in between? That’s cowboy choice. You call the shots.
Dye It
Folded, bound, and ready to roar — sling that dye like it’s got a story to tell.
Hue Fuel
Dye type sets the rules. Liquid dyes like a steady hand—lets you aim and control the bleed. Powder dye? That’s wild creek-bed color flow—blends and swirls like nature’s paintbrush.
Strike Spot
Lay down that dye with purpose. Watch how it blends, how it hits the binds—this is where your style shows up like a desert mural. Make it flow, make it bold, make it yours.
Dust Shades
Pick colors that hit you where it counts—mind, body, spirit. Your palette’s your vibe, like the boots you wear or the truck you drive. It tells the world who you are without sayin’ a word.
Color Wrangle
This ain’t just dye — it’s a full-throttle color punch that dives deep through every layer like a rattlesnake in a woodpile. When it hits right, your piece don’t need to say a word — it hollers loud all on its own.
