Welcome to the Shamanic Needles

Not a brand. Not a store. A controlled detonation.

Shamanic Needles was born somewhere between chaos, ink, and existential plot twists.
A place where tattoos become therapy, clothes carry attitude, and stories turn into survival art.Here you’ll find custom tattoo designs, clothes and accessories with original artwork, my published book, and tattoo consultations in Serbia.This is for the outsiders, the overfeelers, and the people who survived enough to become interesting.

We don’t follow trends.
We turn breakdowns into creations.Enter carefully.
Some portals change you on the way through.

Sacred Chaos Book

Part memoir. Part nervous breakdown. Part cosmic joke written by someone who survived enough to make it art.

Read at Your Own Risk

Frequency Wear

Sacred sarcasm in cotton form. Mind Glitching, Divinely Delulu and Mentally Unstable.

Wear The Loop

WORLDWIDE

Custom Tattoo Blueprints

One on One soul channeling turned into ink worthy symbols.

Design My Frequency

About the Founders (aka just me)

Shamanic Needles was technically founded by two people.
One helped light the match.
I built the fire that survived after.So now it’s just me. Probably safer for everyone involved.

I’m Ivana.
Tattoo artist. Author. Sacred clown with a nervous system held together by caffeine, survival instincts, and dark humor.Shamanic Needles was never supposed to become a business.
It started as a psychological earthquake disguised as creativity. A place where pain stopped rotting silently and started becoming art, tattoos, words, clothing, symbols, stories. Some people journal.
I turn existential crises into entire collections. I create custom tattoo designs for people carrying stories too heavy for small talk.
I write books for the ones who laugh during breakdowns because crying got repetitive.
I design clothes and accessories for humans who feel allergic to fake personalities and factory-made souls.Everything here is built from lived experience:
survival, obsession, transformation, grief, rebellion, humor, love, insanity, resurrection.
Sometimes all in the same afternoon. Clients call this brand healing.
Some call it chaos.
My exes mostly called it “too much.” Good.
Too much built this place. This isn’t a polished influencer sanctuary pretending life is lavender and forgiveness.
This is for the real ones.
The people rebuilding themselves with music blasting at 3AM.
The ones doing shadow work while arguing with the universe in oversized hoodies.
The ones who survived things they still don’t know how to explain properly. If you’re here, something probably led you here.
Curiosity. Collapse. Coincidence. A glitch in reality.

Either way... welcome to the loop.