Shaun — I AM

Art Forged from Faith, Fatherhood, Metal and Coffee.

DrawDadDraw.com was born from a small Etsy store in 2017 and matured into DrawDadDraw LLC in 2022 — built from a profound love for being a dad, for beautiful children, and a deep devotion to a Higher Power. This is more than an art store. It is a reflection of a calling to serve, uplift, and support others. It advocates for causes close to this family's heart — Scleroderma, Pulmonary Fibrosis, Cancer, and PTSD in families and veterans — all while prioritizing environmental sustainability and community growth.

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The Seeker

There is a saying that has echoed across every century, every tradition, every teacher who ever tried to put language to the mystery of being alive:

What you seek is seeking you.

Jesus said it — "Ask and it shall be given. Seek and you shall find." From Rumi to Neville Goddard, Bob Proctor to Dr. Joe Dispenza, Esther Hicks to Alan Watts — across every tradition, the truth echoes the same. Patanjali wrote it in the Yoga Sutras: "When you are inspired by some great purpose, all your thoughts break their bonds." The Vedas said it plainest: "You are what your deepest desire is."

The language changes. The truth doesn't.

So I'll speak directly to you — not the version of you that answers emails and packs lunches and wonders if any of it is adding up. I'm speaking to the one underneath all that. The one who feels, quietly and persistently, that the life you're living and the life you were meant to live are not quite the same thing yet.

You are not broken. You are not behind.

You are likely a Seeker, like me. And it is not an accident that you arrived here despite every choice you've ever made. The Universe has a sense of humor like that, don't you think?

The Seeker who finds this work isn't just shopping, not doom-scrolling. They are conscious scrolling with intention. They are being drawn. They feel deeply — not just emotionally, but perhaps even spiritually. They crave meaning over merchandise. They want the things in their home to carry a story, start a conversation, remind them every morning of who they are and what they are building. They notice things others walk past. They aren't just becoming, they are being. They are not forgetting, but unforgetting and coming into remembrance what it felt like before the world told them to be something perhaps they aren't fully.

This is not commercial art — manufactured at scale, stripped of the energetic fingerprint of a human hand. A part of that may be true on the surface. To me, it is unlike the water we drink from plastic, processed of everything that made it alive, replaced with additives and the appearance of substance.

What you find here carries something different. The Law of Attraction is not magic. It is alignment. And when the right piece finds you at the right moment, the right wall and collector is calling it. The way Samurai swords speak to their Samurai.

Something that was already seeking you, arrives. Were you lead to it, or was it always leading you where you were always meant to be?

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The Invitation

3 AM.

You've felt it too. The sudden awakening. Eyes open before the alarm, before any explanation. Maybe it's the anxiety of the to-do list sitting on your chest. Maybe it's the adrenaline of a season that hasn't let go. Or maybe — maybe — it's an invitation. The most serene moment in a full life. The hour where everything goes quiet enough to finally become clear.

You rise. You don't fight it. Perhaps you realize you simply just cannot fall back asleep.

You make the coffee. You tell yourself you probably don't need it — but you do. Nobody calls coffee grace and mercy in a cup. But at 3am, after whatever pulled you out of sleep, it hits differently. It is soul food. It is permission. It is the signal that something real is about to happen.

This is where DrawDadDraw lives. In those hours. In that light.

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The Man & The Path

My name is Shaun. I am a father before I am anything else. A believer. A man of deep faith in a Higher Power and a calling I didn't fully understand until I stopped running from it.

I have loved storytelling my entire life — through every medium that would have me. As a kid in the late 90s and early 2000s, I was making pixel art in MS Paint before I knew what pixel art was. In high school I was filling sketchbooks with Dragon Ball Z characters and the kind of intricate artwork you'd find in JRPG booklets — Final Fantasy, Lunar, games that treated their art like mythology. I grew up on comic books, movies, and video games, and I still do. I have always secretly wanted to voice act — Batman in an animated series, characters in anime, voices in video games. Storytelling, in every form it takes, has always been the thread.

My love for watercolor and ink came directly from Studio Ghibli. From Hayao Miyazaki. From the way those films made the world feel simultaneously ancient and alive — every frame painted like a memory you never had but somehow recognize. That softness. That depth. That sense that the natural world is breathing. That is what I reach for every time I pick up a brush.

For years I moved — city to city, warehouse to warehouse, building systems and launching startups across the US. Disciplined. Reliable. The kind of person you call when something needs to work and work right. But every time I arrived somewhere new, the sketchbook came with me.

Eventually, the sketchbook won.

Here is something most people will never know about how I create: I have Aphantasia — a neurological difference where the mind's eye / third eye is made to see void and blank canvas. It is completely dark. It doesn't mean nothing is there, it means infinite opportunity can spring forth from that fountain.

When most artists close their eyes and see the painting before it exists, I see "nothing." No image. No internal canvas. Just silence. So I stay radically present — studying the light as it really falls, observing details most people walk past. My brain thinks in concepts and language, not pictures. Every piece I commit to is an expression of a love language in itself. Of showing up fully to what is real.

Some call that a limitation. Some live today as if every day is their last.

I call it "Night." What follows becomes the Day. It makes every day like "The First Day." 

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The Internal Awakening

I used to draw for people. Someone would see my work and say I want that on me forever — and mean it literally. People took my drawings to tattoo artists. But the world talked me out of it. "They don't call it the starving artist for nothing." So I traded the sketchbook for the spreadsheet and told myself it was responsible.

Then a truth landed that I came to realize:

It doesn't matter how much money you make if you never have the time to circulate it — for yourself or the people around you. You can pedestalize the money, hit every number. But it gets awfully lonely on top of that tower. All the success in the world, and no one to share it with — is that actually living?

For me, the answer was no.

Then came the floor. Watching my kids sketch D&D figures with fearless, joyful, zero-apology abandon. Simple lines. Pure imagination. And something cracked open — a quiet voice: you used to do this too. The corporate world doesn't just take your time. It takes your play. I realized I couldn't muster the imagination to build Legos with my own children. And I knew — with cold clarity — this is not how I wanted them to see me choose.

They taught me to be more present. More silly. To put down the code reviews built for corporations that didn't care about families — let alone my own. To pick up the pencil without a plan. To play again. And in playing again, something deeper healed. Years of carried weight found release in the ink, the color, the sacred 3am hours.

That healing evolved and became the foundation for creating DrawDadDraw.

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The Circle remains Open

Circles have many meanings. For some, it is a boundary. For others, it is sacred geometry. For even more, it is the shape of our planets, our sun, our cells. There are outer circles and inner circles. Some circles are not meant for you. Some were made just for you.

The invitation to this circle is not a closed boundary, it is an invitation to walk through limits into collective expansion.

Bring me your child's drawing. Your brand. Your vision. A piece of mythology you've carried for years. I work in Watercolor & Ink, Acrylic, Oil, Digital Illustration, and Photography. Come with a clear vision and solid references and I will do my best with my God given talents, gifts and skills to meet you there.

I chose metal deliberately. Canvas warps, fades, and needs careful handling every time life moves you. I have moved many times — I know what it costs to protect something you love across distance. Metal prints on architectural-grade aluminum are waterproof, corrosive-resistant, scratch-resistant, can be framed or frameless, and built to last. The colors don't sit on the surface — they emerge from it. The mugs are not just "merchandise."

They are energy. We are, and we energize each other.

Something warm in your hands every morning, carrying art that means something. Energy and loved imbued and manifested into your very hands.

I create because faith calls me to steward what I was given. Because fatherhood demands I model what it looks like to pursue your calling and your own principles. Because I want to build a legacy that sustains not just this current generation, but future generations — and I swear something close to an oath to create in service of something beyond myself and to my higher power.

The right object, in the right room, at the right moment — can crack something open. Can lead to discovering memory that you didn't know you were missing. Can create synchronicities meant just for you. Can remind someone of something, like my kids did for me, of what they once forgot. Can start a conversation that changes a life and the very fabric of reality itself.

Pick up the pencil. Make the coffee. Write your story. Dream big. You are the author.

It's 3am somewhere, wherever you are. And the best work of your life might be waiting on the other side of it.

That is what I want DrawDadDraw to inspire, the way some of the greats and Old Masters of yesterday and the New Masters of Tomorrow have done and are doing for me.