Tattoos of meaningful words - Tattoowise
"no struggle, no progress"
Murrell's Inlet, SC
-I have a headache.
-I feel trapped.
-He never was repentant, just desperate.
-I'm not enough.
-I've been thinking about a certain someone a lot lately. Someone who I really shouldn't be thinking about.
-I'm a procrastinator.
-I'm torn and indecisive.
-I thought I'd be watching someone I love slowly die of cancer. It turns out the person I loved died 8 years ago, leaving behind a stranger who is now dying of cancer.
And yet life is still beautiful.
Soon this will no longer be sharpie but a real tattoo.
www.ragdolly.net choppy falls!
"Body Language," a series.
my niece's new tattoo-a pic of her mom. *note--this was taken by my niece with a camera phone.
new tattoo. a reminder to myself to live in the moment.
I wish i had a story that was worth listening to. this is written in eyeliner. yes im wearing a shirt. yes this is overly grainy. yes i hate flickr for it.
Self portrait. The writing is from Exodus and Revelations, courtesy of a good friend of mine. It took roughly three hours of writing.
the last 7 words in james joyce's 'ulysses'. i've wanted this forever, and it'll probably turn into a larger piece. i think i'll probably have him fix up the S's a little bit so they're more connected. otherwise it's perfect! it's still red, i still have tape marks on my boobs, but it's only a little sore this morning. tattooing directly over the sternum HURTS. the collarbones do a little bit, too. oh, and as far as what it means to me: it's hard to explain, but it's one of those phrases that's stuck in my head since i read it. it's one of the most passionate statements ever written. it's very female. and if you know me, you know i'm not the least bit tentative about anything. i tend to know right away what i want and how i feel, and i'll jump without thinking twice. it kind of sums that up for me. (done by jon sweet at uptown tattoo)
not everything must end
not every romance must descend
not every lover's pact decays
not every sad mistake replays
if you can love my growing gut
my rotten teeth and greying hair
then i can guarantee i'll do
the same as long as you can bear
if you love my little poofy hands
my skinny arms and reeking feet
the way i dance, the way i eat...
The airborne starlings circle over the frozen fields.
You can just see a scar on the inside of my right foot. After an operation my foot doesn't look like it is mine so I am planning a tattoo of this lyric - although in a much prettier font! This is just a biro looking at a layout playing with separating the words.
Natural light, just fixed the levels in photoshop - the black ridge at the top was part of the raw shot.
...in myself for the first time in my life. And here's my memento to remind me anytime I falter