ConvictShirts.com was born in the gap between what people think and what they're allowed to say at the dinner table. We fill that gap with cotton.
This isn't a fashion brand. It's not a lifestyle. It's a printing press in the shape of a t-shirt — a medium that's been doing the heavy lifting for dissent since someone first figured out you could silk-screen a slogan onto a chest and walk it into a crowd. That tradition is older than you think. In 1788, the First Fleet arrived in Australia carrying convicts who brought with them a rich, subversive vernacular — flash language, convict cant, the vocabulary of people who had learned to communicate sideways, around authority, in a register the powerful couldn't easily read or confiscate. That vocabulary became the foundation of Australian English. The larrikin tradition — irreverent, anti-authoritarian, constitutionally allergic to pretension — grew directly from it. The name is not decorative.
We design for the people who find war on the news but are somehow still expected to buy a new car. For those who love their country the same way you love a sibling — unconditionally, exasperatedly, and occasionally from a very great distance. For those who've noticed that the emperor has no clothes, and would like a shirt that says so.
It ends the pretence that there wasn't one.
Our designs lean into the uncomfortable, the absurd, and the darkly funny — because the world provides excellent source material and it seems a waste not to use it. We believe satire is a civic duty. We believe black humour is one of the more honest responses to being alive in this particular century. And we believe a well-timed punchline on a well-cut shirt is worth more than a dozen earnest bumper stickers.
We are not affiliated with any political party, movement, faction, cabal, or informal group chat. We are equally suspicious of everyone in power and several people who aren't. If a design offends you, it was probably about someone else. If it wasn't — congratulations on the self-awareness.
Antiwar by instinct. Pro-human by stubbornness. Against unnecessary suffering in all its rebranded forms.
Politically incorrect in the old sense — meaning we don't ask permission before saying something true.
Social activism without the self-congratulation. The shirt does the talking so you don't have to perform.
Black humour as coping mechanism, resistance strategy, and occasionally just a very good joke.
// How It Works
New collection. First Friday of every month. Each drop responds to the month just passed — the news, the statements, the institutional language of managed disappointment, the gap between what was said and what was meant. We read it, distil it, and put the most precise version of it on organic cotton in a limited run that doesn't come back.
Every design is made in small runs, printed properly, and built to outlast the news cycle that inspired it — which, admittedly, is a low bar, but we mean it literally. These are shirts you can wear in five years and they'll still be relevant, because unfortunately the things we're making fun of tend to be perennial.
The drop list sends one email on the first Thursday of each month. The new collection. Nothing else. No welcome sequence. No abandoned cart guilt trip. No re-engagement campaign at 11pm. One email. You can unsubscribe in a single click with no confirmation screen. This is apparently radical in the email marketing industry and we are entirely fine with that.
Gone when it's gone —
just like the truth in a press release.
// Ethics & Supply Chain — The Part We Don't Put In Small Print
We are aware of the irony of making activist and satirical clothing in a global supply chain that is itself a subject of activism and satire. The response we chose is not to acknowledge the irony and proceed regardless — which is the most common response — but to actually address it. Making a product that calls out hypocrisy on a tee that was itself produced hypocritically would be, to use the technical term, extremely funny in the wrong direction.
GOTS certified from fibre to finished garment. No pesticides, no synthetic fertilisers, verified through the full supply chain.
Not minimum wage — living wage. Verified. We pay the price premium that makes it possible and consider it the floor, not the ceiling.
We print what we expect to sell. No overproduction, no excess inventory, no end-of-season discount pile. Scarcity as environmental policy.
No algorithms were consulted. No focus groups were harmed. No sponsor gets input on what goes on a tee. The independence is structural, not aspirational.
// What We Won't Make — Stated Here So We Can Be Held To It
The tradition we're working in has always had a line between satire aimed at power and cruelty aimed at the vulnerable. We take that line seriously. The following is published because stating it publicly means we can be called out if we breach it — which is the correct form of accountability.
We have pulled designs twice after receiving feedback that gave us genuine cause to reconsider. We publish this because it matters that people know the line isn't decorative. If a design crosses it, the contact page is there and we read everything.
// The Categories
Each category is a distinct editorial lens, not just a product tag. The category shapes how we approach a subject, what we consider fair game, and what the design is trying to do.
// Who This Is For
They're the people who read the statement and then read it again because something in the language felt off. Who notice the absurdity of a press release written entirely in the passive voice. Who laugh at things their colleagues find a bit much, and who find the whole situation — the news cycle, the institutional theatre, the managed language of managed disappointment — equally hilarious and terrifying in a ratio that shifts by day but never quite resolves.
They are aged 19 to 67. They live in cities and in small towns. They work in hospitals and offices and studios. Some of them are Australian; many are not, because the institutional language we're responding to is not specific to one country and neither, increasingly, is our audience. The only thing they share is that they are paying attention — and they find it, ultimately, funnier than it is frightening.
needed making, put it on a shirt,
and sent it out into the world
to fend for itself.
Welcome to ConvictShirts. Wear your verdict.