Tattoos

My New Friend

In Photos, Tattoos on 27 June 2008 with 34 comments

So after 2.5 hours in the chair, a lot of jaw-clenching, and couple of white-light-angels-singing moments, I have a new friend on my right arm. He’s a giant squid. I like him a lot.
The lines are done now. In a couple weeks, I go back for shading.
I know I’m going to be asked about him [...]

On Permanence and Scars of Choice

In Life, Stories, Tattoos on 25 June 2008 with 18 comments

The thing that gives me pause about getting a tattoo is all the awful things I would have gotten tattoos of earlier in life.
Think of photos of yourself in the 80s. Imagine if, somehow, that powder blue Don Johnson suit you loved, the one you wore with a white t-shirt and the sleeves rolled [...]