This one’s about power that’s been locked in too long.Rising Dragon isn’t about showing off, it’s about release. The kind of energy you hold back until it’s time to let the world feel it. Dragons don’t ask. They don’t beg....

I didn’t make this tee to look tough. I made it to speak for the ones who’ve actually been through it. The armor on this one isn’t clean. It’s cracked. Worn. It’s been through the dirt. Just like us. This...

You ever hold on to something soft in a world that keeps cutting back?That’s what this tee is about. The yellow rose stands for light, loyalty, and heart. But that sharp frame around it? That’s the price of staying kind...

This one’s all about movement and control. Energy held tight. No extra noise. I kept the linework clean like a mural caught mid breath. The dragon runs wild in red and yellow, but it’s shaped with purpose. Below it, the...

Calm didn’t raise me. Storms did. This design holds that energy. The kind that breaks the weak and builds what’s real.  Raijin isn’t just a god. He’s thunder and lightning and chaos you can feel in your bones. That fire...

This one’s all about contrast. A large rose takes over the back, it’s  bold, full bloom, but never soft. I designed it to remind you that beauty isn’t weakness. It’s power with presence. Sharp when it needs to be. Sometimes...

Gatekeeper carries the spirit of the Foo Dog, ancient guardian of the temple, protector of the threshold. It’s more than art. It’s standing your ground. Watching every move. Holding your peace without needing to speak. If you keep your space...

This design came from a place of contrast. The flower is soft, but the frame is sharp. To me, that’s what growth feels like, finding peace while still carrying edge. The red peony means strength, honor, and survival. Not just...

This isn’t just a hand throwing up a symbol, this is a signal to the world. The open fingers mean rebellion. The flames mean you’ve been through hell. The wings mean you made it out. But you don’t need to...

At first glance, this looks soft, flowers, branches, delicate color. But if you’ve lived through enough pain, you know better. That branch is cracked. Splintered. Bare in places. But the flowers still bloom. This piece is about growing anyway. About...

This one’s about the battles we never asked for but had to face anyway. The samurai in this piece isn’t just fighting a tiger, he’s fighting fear itself. Doubt. The past. Every damn thing that tried to rip him apart....