Tattoo me…

So I got a foot tattoo done on the way home from work. It’s a big butterfly and I’m most pleased with the results. I gave the talented tattoo artist Jason a half arsed picture of what I wanted and he created something beautiful. I love it when people understand what you want in just a few words. That’s so rare.

A foot tatt is supposed to hurt. I was ready for the pain but I was kind of surprised that it didn’t hurt as much as I thought. Jason was also surprised. He said – “swear or cry or something.” So I swore some to make him feel better. To be honest I was more interested in watching him ink it in. It’s the most fascinating process. The last two tatts I had done I was not in a position to look. I admire people with artistic talent. To be able to make something out of nothing is an amazing skill.

What next on the tatt front for me? Well – not sure. I have the whole symmetry thing going on at the moment – tatt on left foot, tatt on right thigh and tatt left on shoulder – so I’ll ponder where the next one will go. I did mention to Jason that my father jokingly suggested a ‘death before dishonour’ tatt that was popular when he was in Vietnam in the late 1960’s. Jason thought this would make an excellent thigh tattoo with a skull and a dagger. Um, no…

Tattoos – they’re for life – stop and think before you ink.

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