I got my first tattoo the other day. This is something I’ve wanted to do for a long, long, long time. I always did the thing where I would decide to do it and then change my mind about the specific piece I wanted and all that. But last week I called my dude Miguel, who’s been buggin me to let him do a piece on me for over a year. I said I want to do this shit, this is the piece I want, what do you say? He was right on top of it. So Sunday it went down.
I always heard it was painful. And before we started Miguel described it as being like a razor blade set on fire and taken to your skin. Snap! That sounded painful as Hell. And I gotta say that’s pretty much what it was like. The pain is bearable but it’s constant. One little spot of pain that just continues and continues and pisses you off. But some of it actually felt good. Call me a sadist but good pain can make you feeel alive and refreshed.
So the piece I got is a half skull and yes, that is cliché. The reason for the skull is it is a piece of a bad ass design my brother did years ago. I’ve always wanted it and I figured it’s a good starting point for an eventual sleeve should I decide to go that route. A deeper meaning behind it is that it is a way to defy death. I haven’t had very many peolpe close to me die and hence I haven’t had experience in dealing with it. Every time someone I know loses a person close to them, I cannot relate. I feel carrying death on my sleeve keeps me aware of how precious life is.
There’s more to it, too. But that is as personal as I want to get.
So here’s a pic of it fresh from the needle and also a short video taken during the shading. The reason I look like I’m not having any fun in the video is becaus that was in the 4th hour and I just wanted it to be over already, haha. Enjoy!
EDIT: Almost forgot. Miguel does good work. If you’re interested in getting inked, his prices can’t be beat. Find him here: myspace.com/demogorgon666x