I confess I am a bit fascinated with tattoos, not the sleeves on the arms or up and down the legs or the tatties snaking around the body, but, the distinctive designs chosen with much thought. A strategically placed piece of art on the body. The whys and the wherefores interest me. Why that design? Why there on the body? And, didn’t it hurt, a lot?
I’ve seen tattoos to curl your toes and shake my head in disbelief, other which scare the whack out of me, and some very unique to the person tatties. Would I ever get one? No. Nada. Never. Okay, never say never. I’m very sure I will never get one. For me, the tattoo is too permanent and I can change my mind like the wind some days, so…probably not a good idea to get one. Plus, the aging aspect, the wrinkles, sagging and drooping of the body could change the work of art into a sad, faded, muddied puddle on the skin.
I liked the small birds in flight on a young lady’s upper chest and shoulder, very pretty. A friend of the family has different moustaches tattooed on the inner side of his fingers. One son has the skeleton of a bird on his calf. That’s interesting. Julie has llamas on her arm. She calls them “fire llamas.” Pretty. They remind me of my year in Peru. I like it on Julie. My other “not of my body” son has a Japanese quote, lots of dark ink on his wrist. I think that one hurt, a lot.
The cute-sy butterflies, fairies, and dolphins don’t do it for me. I like our son’s very first venture into the world of ink.
His fascination with Haida artwork in his teens showed up on his shoulders.
The Haida orca or killer whale. It means something profound, but, I forget what it is.
After 17 years, it was getting a little faded. Another reason not to get one. It needs to be touched up.
The tattie low on the back which shows up under the thong panty when a woman bends over…not so interesting to me. For others, probably a turn on. My brother- in-law had a tattoo of his beloved first wife who died after a kidney/pancreas transplant. It was very beautiful, a tribute to Sandy and has since been removed through many painful visits to remove her face after he remarried. A cousin by marriage has a crouching tiger on his shoulder, a scorpion on his hand, and a few others. He was in the Navy and tatties are a part of the Naval culture. His father has a few from his time in the Navy. I took photos of tattoos on Tahitian dancers this year. I’ll make a slide show for Julie post.
One night while our boys were bonding over sports and beers, they decided to get $50.00 tattoos.
His fifty dollar tattie of a crow or a raven.
Now embellished with clouds, mountains, and water.
He really has the tattoo bug. This one showed up last year. I do love it. It is city skyline of Vancouver.
The other side of the panoramic view of the mountains and ocean.
I had a fake tattoo for Canada Day, a maple leaf. An “I am Canadian” moment to celebrate. An instructor was very impressed as she didn’t think I was an ink the body kind of person. My stock rose and sank dramatically when she discovered it was only temporary. You can fool some of the people some of the time.
I’ll just admire the beauty of unique tattoos and occasionally stick on a “pretend” tattie. I’m a wimp. A real ink on the skin tattoo would hurt and I can’t make up my mind what I want. I can take laser treatments for sun damage, but, getting inked. I think not.
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