The incredible story of a shirt that travelled without adress label

The incredible story of a shirt that travelled to my friends studio without  adress label  - i wish it could tell the stories of its last 17 years

I just got a message from Saint Louis, Senegal.
Tandeem — tailor, designer, long-time friend, has been in Berlin to collaborate with me 3 times — he needed vintage shirts for a project. There are vendors pushing handcarts with used clothes through the old town and Tandeem checked his goods but only a few shirts . The vendor said he had just bought a whole bale of shirts — Tandem should come to the market

and take a look. He sent his assistant instead.
The assistant calls: „Hey Tandeem — there’s an A.D.Deertz shirt here.“
Tandeem thinks: unlikely. Says: bring it.
It was. A shirt I made 17 years ago in Portugal — my first production there. I still remember where the fabric came from, i made 50 pieces, a huge amount for me at the time. 
How it ended up in Saint Louis, found by my friend and now is in his shop , where he put a foto of us in front of my shop — that’s beyond me.

the picture of us in front of the A.D.Deertz store  that´s up on Tandeem s´wall in his atelier: 

check out Tandeem´s work here