Swirls of colored ink
A Butterfly in hiding
I love my tattoo
Nope, no Grecian Urns here.
I seriously got a tattoo.
No, seriously. Color and everything.
My mother had given me a ring, quite a few years ago, that I’ve loved (and still do). It’s totally my mother and me too.
It’s kinda hard to see, but it’s a bit of an abstract butterfly. Not quite sure what the stuff is above the antennae and below the wings, but I assume it has to do with the construction of the ring. However, the tattoo artist got creative.
I woke up Saturday Morning and just HAD to go get my tattoo. I polled some friends to find the best place and was assured Studio 1 was the place to go. I checked out their website and discovered they didn’t open until 1 pm, so I had just over an hour to kill. *sigh* I’m not a very patient person, which is why it was a “wake up and do it” kinda day.
I don’t remember HOW I killed that hour, but I did. Drove to the studio and waited for nearly another hour. In that wait tho, I was able to talk to the artist who adapted the design from my ring. Discussed with him (and then the actual tattoo artist) about coloring. Yes, I am a HUGE child and like color. Sue me.
Soon enough, it was time for me to sit in the hot seat. I wasn’t really nervous. More a combination of excited and nervous. Hell, I was so excited for this thing, I went BY MYSELF. I don’t do crap like that alone!
Greg and I discussed what I wanted and where I wanted it. I didn’t think I could get it where I *really* wanted it, so I had an odd spot picked out (because, who wants to be normal?). Turns out, I *could* get it where I wanted it and we slapped the sucker (template) down.
I gave him a picture of how I wanted the coloring done. Keeping in mind my picture was a watercolor and the tattoo couldn’t perfectly mimic that.
Again, we discussed that this wouldn’t be a perfect blending. Then we got ta tattooin’!
I thought for sure that I’d jump once the needle hit my skin, but I didn’t. I can’t watch when I have needles at the doctor and although I was fascinated by this process, I still couldn’t watch it all (I would get lightheaded if I watched, but if I looked around the room and babbled incessantly, I was fine. Poor Greg. LOL)
All tolled, it took about 30 minutes to get the tattoo. It’s beautimous and I love it! All for me and what I wanted. It’s mostly in memory of my mom, but it’s totally for me.
What do you think?