Birds of A Feather
Birds of A Feather
My infatuation with Body Modification began very early. Seeing as how I'm twenty-two, I would say I was about seven or eight when I first noticed that I liked how these looked on people. The idea of getting a tattoo had always intrigued me but scared my mom a little. My dad only had one tattoo and never got another one. He got his when he was a soldier in the US Army... and drunk. He got a bee with his nickname on his left shoulder. I loved it and always was curious about the process. I always promised my dad that I wouldn't get a tattoo unless something happened to him. Sadly, he passed away from Lymphoma in 2006 and from then on I knew that I would make good on my promise. It took me roughly two years to finally decided on what I would get that would honor his memory.
My dad was a renaissance man... a jack of all trades at the least. He varied from his love of poetry to the great outdoors. Before he passed, he had written a will of sorts to my mom and I. The part that I remember most was when he said that I would never know when he'd be watching me and that he could be a hawk in the sky flying over me. It sounds a little crazy but the night he died and for the next year, everywhere I would go I would see not only hawks but all kinds of birds.
Finally, in April 2008, made the comment to my mom that I should get a tattoo that day, not thinking she'd take my suggestion seriously. Sure enough, when we got back into town she pulled into Diggerz parking lot. I was nervous, excited and anxious all in one when I walked into the shop. I was greeted by a huge pit bull (Digger) and his owner, John. I looked through all the flash on his walls and in his book and came across an Ed Hardy resembling sparrow. I told John that my dad loved birds and that I would love to put a spin on the tattoo and make my dad proud at the same time. I wanted to remember the past, the present and the future all in one tattoo. We discussed the process, which way it should face and what all would be incorporated into the tattoo. It would be my first tattoo and I was a little nervous. John told me that the hardest part of the process was walking through the door. If you never walk into the shop, you won't ever get a tattoo.
We went to the back and found a room with all the things needed for the process. I was relieved to see that everything was sterile and not at all what I thought it'd be like to sit in the room waiting for a tattoo. I thought it was going to be an impersonal situation filled with pain but one thing was for sure- no matter what, it'd be worth it in the end. John put on the stencil and made sure that I approved of the where it was placed. He then explained to me how he would do the tattoo and what to expect while in the chair. At this point, I was completely fascinated with what was going on and couldn't wait to get the process started. He then started the outline and I was shocked that it didn't hurt very much at all, though the back side of my arm was quite tender. Once the outline was finished, John began the color of that tattoo and I was so excited. Besides the bleeding it was coming along nicely. He was amazed that I kept watching him do the tattoo. He said that for him,
it was unusual and he liked the fact that I was into the process and talking to him about it.
The process took about two hours all together because John took breaks and made sure that I was comfortable with what was going on. Once the tattoo was done, I was shocked at how happy I was with it and relieved at the same time. John had done an awesome job and he will certainly be the artist that I ask for when I decide to get my second tattoo.
If you are like me and you've never had a tattoo done before, don't be afraid to go into the shop and see what they've got and if you're not happy with what you see, don't commit to anything. Make sure that you know what you want and what to expect while the tattoo process is taking place and what will happen when it begins to heal.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 21 Oct. 2008