A Joy of Tattoos

Gah. At last.

There I was just casting my eyes around
and they alight on a silhouette photo took
at one or other end of the day courtesy of,
of all things, a newspaper.

But the curves. They just fit perfectly into
an existing piece leaving me a rough vertical
edge in visual terms. The other edge then
suddenly picks up a shot, this time of a
person, from a glossy that really will require
some artistry to reproduce as I'd like; but
only such artistry as I know is around the
place.

I then know what's going in any remaining
vertical strip and, depending how the chat
and negotiations go, the remaining visual
space either becomes a small canvas for
the artist to showcase their backgrounding
skills or gets picked out in a nice even and
easily inked over polka-dot pattern. And an
upper sleeve is complete.

Then the "tribal" stuff I want naturally forms
a coronal ring around another existing piece
on a ball joint and the visual effect is even.

When done these then form a neat set of
bookends for some torso work that has
been in mind a few months and the net
effect is a nice balanced upper body with
plenty of room for expansion.

All this time, all those mags, all that flash
on walls and in books, all those pieces on
others I've mulled over and mused on and
decided aren't "me"; years. You work and
nothing seems to fit right, then the mental
space of lay-offs gives you time to toy with
this or that or another idea--which you can't
afford.

And then a photo comes along which just
fits, and every idea that's appealed is no
longer a choice, no longer even a decision,
you just know where it falls into place. And
the wait, the time, it all suddenly becomes
worth it.

Yup. My coverage looks set to start bulging.
By a guesstimate of diametrics I should
look, ooh, 5 times more covered. It's just
who to go to. The most impressive artistry
I've seen, locally, is a lovely reversed-out
feline design that's years old by a long-
established artist in a nearby town. I don't
know his name, just where he is. But there
are other studios nearer whose work I also
rate.

But there's just that part of me, the part
that watched Baghdad Cafe (the movie),
that wants a woman's interpretation in there.
At least for some of it. And I think that's
going to mean travelling. But it'll be worth
it.

I've seen a few people go from a bit here
and there to full, integrated, tableaux of
coverage - not necessarily always by an
established professional although I can't
and won't recommend any enthusiastic
scratchers - and berated myself for being so
slack and indecisive and not knowing
how or where I want to go with it, just
being aware that until I do, until I have,
there always will be ink I want in key
visual positions but just haven't seen yet.

And now I have. And it wasn't what I was
expecting at all.

I can't recommend leaving it as long as I
have for the sake of it. I can only back
up what other people say that there really
are designs that just click, from nowhere,
and beg to be inked at the first chance.

Ah, the joys of ink. Well, enough chat.
Better at least get the first one done.

G DAEB
COPYRIGHT (C) 2009 SIPSTON
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sipston_777@my-deja.com wrote:
smdc> G DAEB
smdc> COPYRIGHT (C) 2009 SIPSTON

you shouldn't waste your time putting a (c) on that dreck.

lish "if you feel like this is what you need,
crank@got.net you'll never understand." -ftf
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