About Us

We are Starlings.

One cold day in December, a family member speaking on the phone was asked for their name.

They said “Starling”.

The person on the other side replied:

“Sterling?”

Our family member replied:

“No. Starling—like the bird.”

To which the other side responded with disgust:

“Oh. Starling. Like the rancid little bird.”

At that moment we joined our poor, unwelcome, feathered brothers in solidarity and became one with them.

Now we take that disgust and draw drawings for people to wear to show unity with all the unwanted beasts of the world. No AI is used in the creation of our art— just the power of the Starling flowing from our little craggly claw feet to you. That’s pretty much it.

Thanks for stopping by!

The Rancid Starlings