The InkyDreamz Blog

Here you will find a sneaky owl's view of the happenings involved with the elusive creator of the InkyDreamz shop.Visit my etsy shop for tons of whimsical goodies - http://www.etsy.com/shop/inkydreamz

The Dark Trail Mugs are back up for sale. This time selling them as a set of two or the option of buying just 1

Handpainted and available at - http://www.etsy.com/shop/inkydreamz

First two photos - spending time with Hazel my guinea pig after a hard work week. 2nd photo been working on creating necklaces featuring original artwork! Difficult but fun!

Middle photo - “simon cranberry” the victorian guinea pig by etsy shop owner/artist http://www.etsy.com/whenguineapigsfly

4th photo - dinosaurs in downtown Belton!! :)

5th photo - my fancy owl necklace for sale at my etsy shop - http://www.etsy.com/shop/inkydreamz

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This popular mug design is back!!!! 
Available at my etsy shop http://www.etsy.com/shop/inkydreamz

Dishwasher/microwave safe. My original artwork drawing professionally printed (on both sides) on a crisp white 11 ounce mug perfect for those mornings, groggy afternoons or perhaps even late nights!

This popular mug design is back!!!!
Available at my etsy shop http://www.etsy.com/shop/inkydreamz

Dishwasher/microwave safe. My original artwork drawing professionally printed (on both sides) on a crisp white 11 ounce mug perfect for those mornings, groggy afternoons or perhaps even late nights!

New handpainted mugs! The crescent moon one is already claimed!

The “Dark Trail” mug (last 3 pics are of the mug) is available! This design sells fast!!
Visit my shop - http://www.etsy.com/shop/inkydreamz

Been obsessed with my bettas lately.
Featuring Shiner the dragonscale metallic betta and DavyJones the blue/green crown tail betta.

The only thing that kinda makes a wrist support better is a guinea pig

The only thing that kinda makes a wrist support better is a guinea pig

"Music is life" featuring my original artwork printed on a crisp white 11 ounce mug. A drumset, piano and guitars adorn this mug along with curious creatures all intwined in a whimsical garden.
On the other side features the quote - “Music is Life”

Buy it now at my shop! - http://www.etsy.com/shop/inkydreamz

It’s late in the day… I’m still sipping coffee.. The way I felt when I first woke up this morning is hard to describe. Just—sad… A little lost and where nothing feels fair or right. I reflect back on everything that got to me in the past couple of weeks and everything that has been getting under my skin for a long time now and all I want to do is disappear. 
At the same time I feel there is a revelation coming. For the situations in life that are hurting my soul and even for bad situations other people are in that I know. 
I’ve felt so distanced from my art after working so much at this other ‘job’ where I completely don’t fit in at all. I miss art— I can truly say it was/is my own little magical world that I had all to myself. I created it, I kept it alive. It was -my own- treasure no one could take away— or make me change. In a weird way it was like escaping to my own fairytale. I have emotional attachments to it my art means so much to me. 
I’ve sailed away on this ship and I don’t know where I’m going. I feel stuck and I always imagine myself in a better place. And I want to escape.. To disappear.

It’s late in the day… I’m still sipping coffee.. The way I felt when I first woke up this morning is hard to describe. Just—sad… A little lost and where nothing feels fair or right. I reflect back on everything that got to me in the past couple of weeks and everything that has been getting under my skin for a long time now and all I want to do is disappear.
At the same time I feel there is a revelation coming. For the situations in life that are hurting my soul and even for bad situations other people are in that I know.
I’ve felt so distanced from my art after working so much at this other ‘job’ where I completely don’t fit in at all. I miss art— I can truly say it was/is my own little magical world that I had all to myself. I created it, I kept it alive. It was -my own- treasure no one could take away— or make me change. In a weird way it was like escaping to my own fairytale. I have emotional attachments to it my art means so much to me.
I’ve sailed away on this ship and I don’t know where I’m going. I feel stuck and I always imagine myself in a better place. And I want to escape.. To disappear.