Skullairy Ink & Design

  Since the last time I posted I pondered on this for a while “ what to post, how to post, and even though I have already initiated my first post, you wouldn't think that I could still feel like the first post. So what better way to start the blog than a small trip into my artistic Journey… or just a quick montage of me growing up. [Insert pic] Okay maybe just a tiny bit more info than that. SO for the majority of my childhood, I was always told I had a talent when it came to drawing. Yay all parents are proud. Even if it wasn’t my most passionate thing to do at the time I had fun doing it none-the less. Every year and semester from Kindergarten to becoming a senior highschool student. I made sure to have a art class. Still dto this day I remember there names, and a quick shout out to them for if not for our Art teachers that were there while were were still being raised, we may not have the passions or skills we have now. To Mr. Fritzler, Ms. Foot, and Ms. NAME.. My memory is vagu...

  Me at the playground at a local park using chalk on the ground to keep my mind and hands busy while my son enjoyed the company of other kids. I have not done anything to creative since my short lived game design school experience. Even before then was a dry spell of creativity since 2009 drafting up a flag for my MOS class.  I believe the last true art experience before this was highschool and the past is best left to a separate post I may do if I can’t think of what else to write. It is here when I placed the chalk on the cement slab of a ping pong table that the ancient dopamine receptors began to reawaken.     This chalk is finally an opportunity to further something I nearly forgot I loved. Art. It was cheap, nondestructive, and portable. Perfect for the current minimalist lifestyle. The stick felt rough but the adrenaline of reentering the creative world of art pushed me through. [During this upcoming year the wife and I decided to camp and live remotely ...