So as you probably don't know i am an artist. I graduated from Plymouth State University in NH last year with my bachelors degree in sculpture. I love sculpture, mostly for the physical aspect that is involved. The construction and the labor that goes into an end result. With my love of art I have always observed tattoos as a forum of self expression. I remember my grandfather showing me his faded egale tattoo on his fore arm when i was a young boy. He would tell me it was a stupid mistake and he would ask me to never get one. Hesitant I would agree but still eyes fixed on this mark. This would be my first impression of the body artwork. The second would come from my very liberal sister Sky. Her coming up to NH from TX and babysitting me and my brother when my parents went away on vacation, I noticed her mortal combat emblem tattoo. This was the first time i had ever seen a tattoo in color. Here the connection between art and adornment came together.
Later in life at the ripe old age of 18 I made the decision to get my first tattoo. The classic homage to my family tree. I put my last name across the center of my back with two large Scottish tilters on either side. Needless to say both of my parents were not impressed. My mother always tried to reason with my biblically saying, "The body is a temple". I cant help but smile and laugh at this argument; having a minor in Art History I would display my knowledge of churches and temples across the world all of which have the most beautiful adornments. Even mosques which are barren of vibrant color or religious idols has some of the most beautiful script and tile work you have ever seen.
I have been dieing to get a new tattoo lately because it has been a little over a year since I have gotten one. I have many in the works but the funds are lacking. Maybe my birthday will provide me with an opportunity, who knows.
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