I need to get inked

I’m having one of those ‘I desperately need to get tattooed’ fits. I dunno if this connects to teh mood I woke up yesterday (long past, pretty much purged by writing it, though thanks all for the offers of gifts, distractions and sexual favors), or if it’s just time. But I’ve suddenly got tattoo images […]

I’m having one of those ‘I desperately need to get tattooed’ fits. I dunno if this connects to teh mood I woke up yesterday (long past, pretty much purged by writing it, though thanks all for the offers of gifts, distractions and sexual favors), or if it’s just time.

But I’ve suddenly got tattoo images drifting through my head and am suddenly making plans rather than just visualizing possibilities.

It got worse yesterday evening; I walked over to a friday beer bash at work to see new products, and ran into an old friend who now works at my company (coincidentally the host of the halloween party where this photo was taken) who was telling me about a sacred heart tattoo he’s set to get today from my pal Klem. And I could suddenly hear the machines, feel the needles.

And my head’s ready to boil over.

I started last week I guess, with the sudden inspiration about the Samurai no Kokoroe phrase (though I don’t find that calling to me the way it did a week ago). But no – it started eariler, with a plan to get tattooed while I was in Anaheim. That didn’t pan out due to the usual ‘I forget how disneyland exhausts me’ problem, but I’d gotten revved to feel the needle.

But in the last week it’s gotten worse. I’ve talked to a couple friends about planned tattoos, and a couple older ideas have bubbled back up. I’m picturing some polynesian things on my right arm and hand, a celtic thing I want Pat Fish to do (the current idea is something related to Manannan mac Lir). There’s the Dead Men Tell No Tales idea that Jack Rudy in Anaheim was gonna do but I may have someone up here do it. And I’ve been picturing a tattoo based on the old symbols for argumentation, the closed fist (logic) and open hand (persuasion, rhetoric). I started to picture them as skeletal hands, and it started to make sense if I can just figure out where to put them.

That’s on top of queue of tattoos I already have planned; the Life on the Ocean Waves backpiece (Anyone wanna go into that tattoo shop in SD for me and see if they can snap a picture of the flash?), the Pirate Wench deal, the Hulalupe. I need to finish my right arm. I want to get the pig ‘n chicken on my feet (an old sailors anti-drowning charm). I want a FTW tattoo.

I just have that feeling – that need. That jones. I need to get tattooed.

     I don’t even feel it
     But lord how I need it

13 thoughts on “I need to get inked”

  1. Master Tattoo, though you know they won’t want people in there snappin’ pictures of flash. Frustrating, cause I just wanna show this thing to someone so we can work on a tattoo loosely based on it (Stealing somene else’s flash is totally evil, but that’s not the same as using it as concept basis, particularly when the guy who painted the flash is dead)

  2. MMmmmm…..ink. want my aum, ankh, butterfly, penguins and turtle. Mmmmmm……in that order. Yesterday. But I can’t. Gotta move first. Then find a job. Then pay some bills. Then find a shop I trust in Knox. Then get them. SIGH. But I agree, Karl. It’s time.

  3. Its way past time…and yet? Days away. You know what I mean…and the simple knowledge that I have the next appointment, has me thinking beyond this one, to the next one…and just one after that.

  4. I know what you mean. I’ve fallen off Chris’s schedule now and lately I’ve never had a week where I had the time, the money, and the inclination all simultaneously to call up and look for a cancellation spot. I’ve been 2 or 3 hours from being done ever since September, and it’s frustrating.

  5. Heh. I’m in the middle of a backpiece, and I still find myself thinking about sleeves. Or at least something on my forearms.

    Right now, I’ve got a dragon on my upper left arm, and I kinda see a koi on the lower arm, and the whole shebang mirrored as skeletons on my left. It would have to blast over my first tattoo, an Escher piece, though.

    But, I’ve still gotta finish the backpiece. I still need to have the figure finished, and the whole shebang backed up by Tibetan flames.
    (Pix here.)

  6. Sigh… Now you’ve got me thinking about designs. Karl, in so MANY ways, you’re a bad influence.

    Right now, I’m looking at a Lauburu in color with the Ikurriña and the Union Jack (pre-1801) filling in each of the legs–split the legs 50-50 between the two flags.

    Haven’t thought about the background yet. Is Freddie Corbin still a go-to guy–or should I find someplace else to spend Jeff’s money… 🙂

    -Patrick

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