Monday, February 25, 2008

Thursday, February 21, 2008

more ink from the well...

Carving anti social across the stomach describes the sentiment, without words, first by the strength of its form, the arch. Second, the endurance of the placement is no understatement and by shaping the words from bone suggests sustenance derived from the idea, the meat of it eaten and digested, nourishment for the collector maybe. Or is this the remains of an ideal, found picked clean by the birds, bleached by sun and rain, its skeleton weathering the test of time. Time, who is ever present, each tattoo marking the path, for every inch of skin a moment of your life, a trail of bread crumbs receading into the forest.
Whatever true tale this body holds there is also a perfect conundrum. The label "antisocial"and being marked by tattoos go hand in hand and yet such a large tattoo will certainly bring the collector attention and interest, most likely by others with ink, searching ,as we always are, for connections and commonality. Seeking equilibrium between creativity and entropy, pushing away and drawing closer.

Anchor Ink Tattoo

From sketch idea to tattoo, just like magic.

Anchor stencil
Here is a right Dandy hero some of you might recognize! Thats right, that leg belongs to Mondo Dandy himself!

posting back photos of a variety of tattoos...

Roberto say Hi! Note the bone handle, black rose and cool gore! Hope you love it, cuz I had a blast.
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butterflies, roses, vines, tribal...Can't decide? Go for a little of everything.
Initial sketch for a fragmented mandala in black and grey, deconstructed for her pleasure... To me mandala art is like an optical illusion, where the mind creates three dimensional space out of two dimensions. Stare at the forms long enough and physical space begins to expand in the minds eye, unfolding impossibly, expanding infinitely, conflicting spatial information shorting out the assumptions of the minds chatter, revealing that which lies beneath the surface.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Flowers blooming in a snowstorm

Flowers are the tried and true Valentine gesture, and these Forget Me Nots last a long, long time.

a Willow tree grows in winter

Been on this naturalist kick lately with trees and flowers, you think people are starting to pine for spring?

Shine on you crazy

Diamonds are forever... mostly. these are on my ex, go figure. But hey! what a great way to say I dig you for Valentine's day, with tattoos.