got ink?

Ink is addictive. Once you get your first tattoo – you can’t help but think of “next time”. There are some people that get them on a whim, a dare or bet. There are those that get them to be part of something – a gang, a clique, a frat house club. Then there are those of us who consider it art. We have been into the ink and the process for as long as we can remember.

My mother swore that when I was a very little LOUPster I wanted a tattoo. Now I can remember vividly around 13 trying to figure out where I could get ink without my mom finding out and killing me as a result. She says I started asking for tattoos at the age of 4. That is about the time I saw a tattoo, it was a shitty piece with some eagle or something, and still it mesmerized me. I have always been in love with tattoos. Of course back then I didn’t know the difference between shitty prison ink and artwork. I was just amazed that skin could be a canvas. Out of respect for my mother I waited until I was of legal age .. and then some.

When I was 20 I finally got up the nerve to get one. Don’t look at me that way, that shit hurts. You can’t lie to me. I went with one of my dearest friends to a local shop and I since I didn’t do my homework I ended up with a piece of shit on my arm. I learned my lesson and now you don’t get to come near me with ink and a needle unless I have done my research on you – seen your work – and even then I am not sold. It has paid off – because my work now is lovely. I get compliments on it regularly. I have 11 pieces (not counting the covered up piece of shit first timer) and I am not done yet … there are still a few designs floating about in my head … but we will have to see what happens next.

With the good comes the bad – and even after all of this time it still amazes me when I hear shit like … YOU LOOK SO NORMAL … YOU have tattoos? … YOU ARE GOING TO HELL!!!! …
I used to have witty comebacks and such – but lately I just let the ignorant sheep alone. I don’t have the energy to beat sense into these people. They outnumber me 6.6 billion to 1.
The people I love and give a damn about enjoy my ink and they are the ones that matter.

Pictures to come soon.