Smokin'Sims
Gettin' my nerd on, Hopp Schwiez!
Has anyone ever try a temporary tattoo cover up in natural skin tone? I'm going to Japan and would like to enjoy the onsen, but they are kinda strict on their no tattoo policy.
After I read this comment, I went looking for some more pics and found these two:
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Very nice! Thanks.
Well, I have a few photos. The picture used on my Avatar is one of my sketches. I never took photos of my art. Been made fun of a lot over that. I just never cared. I just did the work for the works sake.
Here is the first painting I ever did. Not a good photoView attachment 16513 at all, but am grateful a friend sent it to me. Won first place, was Purchased and entered into the purchasers permanent collection.
I knew a girl that had a large tattoo that needed to be covered when she did stage shows. Not sure what it was but did a good job.Has anyone ever try a temporary tattoo cover up in natural skin tone? I'm going to Japan and would like to enjoy the onsen, but they are kinda strict on their no tattoo policy.
I'd really like a sleeve, just not sure what I'd get. I have ideas and would try to incorporate some family things into a sleeve. Looks great, but what do you do for work? Do you have to wear long sleeves to cover it up?
Last painting I did was about 15 yrs ago. A commision. Portrait of a champion Tennessee Walking Horse. Beautiful Animal.Man, that's really nice! Do you still paint?
I'd sooner have sex with a working girl than get a tattoo. I've spent a good part of my Navy career talking sailors and Marines out of getting one, but the sobs get drunk and don't know any better. I've seen some awful things. You wouldn't get one if you'd seen what I've seen. An amateur with an autoclave is just that, an amateur.
Doc
As they say, Doc, a good tattoo is not cheap and a cheap tattoo is not good. Speaking for myself, all designs I've gotten have been mulled over for weeks/months and have meaning to me. I'm not the type to walk into a shop, pick a design off the walk and plunk down my cash.
But, as I like to say, different strokes for different blokes.
I can attest to the not cheap part, my artist charges $200 an hour and he has won many awards in NYC and other parts of the country and world.
Here are some images I dug up from various pieces of the sleeve.
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What's the meaning, if you don't mind me asking?
The circus ring master girl has a lot of elements of my ultra running story, as does the elephant. For a few years I traveled the country a "sponsored" athlete running Tough Mudders. I was picked up by MetRX after finishing a 24 hr race, running for 17 hrs with a couple of broken ribs. The electric eel she is holding represents a particulay ob`stable I really got to hate. A group of us would run the course multiple times on Saturday and Sunday. You can only get shocked so many times before something really bad happens. The elephant is my link to Thailand. It's holding a broken rib. The German eagle cog is part of my heritage and I had it finished right after the World Cup. And not in the photo is a image representing my interest in all thing H.P. Lovecraft. There is a bunch more stuff in there, but those are some of the basic things in the piece.
For years I've said, "If I ever get a tattoo it's going to be Marvin the Martian on my butt shooting his ray-gun at Uranus." Well this year for my 52nd birthday my wife called my bluff and set me up with an artist to have my ass permanently marked. But that's not the purpose of this post. What happened just prior to the act of tattooing is what I thought you all would appreciate.
I walk into the shop and fill out the requisite paperwork releasing the artist and his shop from anything and everything that could go wrong, including screwing up the tattoo. I'm not particularly nervous about the pain. but I am thinking to myself, "This is going to be permanent." The artist has me stand in a normal position while he gets the tattoo outline positioned correctly. Marvin the Martian on my left hip/butt with his helmet just above my pant line and the "Uranus" sign right at the top of my crack. I check it out in a mirror and my first thought is, "Male tramp stamp." But I'm committed. I'm a man of my word. I'm...a lifelong smartass and this is an exclamation point that nobody except my wife, Doctor, massage therapist and mortician will see. As I lay down on the table/chair that's made for an average human (I'm 6'5") I realize the next hour and a half are not going to be that comfortable. About this same time the very eclectic playlist, broadcasting everything from rap to country too loudly, starts to play the happiest, almost nursery rhyme-ish type song that had me literally laughing out loud. The song is what this post is about. Enjoy.
This thread has convinced me to never get a tattoo.