when not in bamboozle, you get inked.
or when in rome. or something.
thelionforreal and i spent a wonderful day (well, painful too) getting ink done. after a rather circuitous taxi ride, we arrived at the studio (Mojuju Tatu) literally minutes before our artist, Daryle, parked right in front. there were long moments of sitting, knitting, chatting, and looking things up on imdb. suffice to say, the pictures speak for themselves.
first up, missi with her text that Could Not Be Done (i mock you openly, picture machine)
virgin wrist. ...that's what he said?
prepping for the stencil
stencil is on!
first lines!
pretty pretty words.
round two: fi and her text. unintentional can't be avoided side boob shots. also scar tissue.
BOOBIE. er, scar sight. also where the ink is to go.
stencil-y good times.
working hard and i'm just trying not to edge off the table.
twisted up cuz i'm on my side.
done! the words aren't wonky - my skin is just angry at being abused for an hour or so. also, i do realize that the actual lyrics are "gonna show my scar" but... yeah. no. i'm not putting gonna on my body.
round three: fi again. time for the flower making.
stencil-y goodness again.
for my lola. birthdate and deathdate and yes, that is a needle sewing into my skin. grandma was a seamstress and the flowers are sampaguita - the national flower of the philippines
round four: the final battle - missi and her joshua tree
outline done! i did not get pictures of the stenciling.
getting down to work.
about halfway done.
3/4ths of the way there. (alfred molina! he played doc ock)
"you have three big clumps and two little ones, i swear!"
finished!
what's a little blood for art?
issoperfect. it's for the hamster i'm gonna get.
...and now we drink jack. :D
thelionforreal and i spent a wonderful day (well, painful too) getting ink done. after a rather circuitous taxi ride, we arrived at the studio (Mojuju Tatu) literally minutes before our artist, Daryle, parked right in front. there were long moments of sitting, knitting, chatting, and looking things up on imdb. suffice to say, the pictures speak for themselves.
first up, missi with her text that Could Not Be Done (i mock you openly, picture machine)
virgin wrist. ...that's what he said?
prepping for the stencil
stencil is on!
first lines!
pretty pretty words.
round two: fi and her text. unintentional can't be avoided side boob shots. also scar tissue.
BOOBIE. er, scar sight. also where the ink is to go.
stencil-y good times.
working hard and i'm just trying not to edge off the table.
twisted up cuz i'm on my side.
done! the words aren't wonky - my skin is just angry at being abused for an hour or so. also, i do realize that the actual lyrics are "gonna show my scar" but... yeah. no. i'm not putting gonna on my body.
round three: fi again. time for the flower making.
stencil-y goodness again.
for my lola. birthdate and deathdate and yes, that is a needle sewing into my skin. grandma was a seamstress and the flowers are sampaguita - the national flower of the philippines
round four: the final battle - missi and her joshua tree
outline done! i did not get pictures of the stenciling.
getting down to work.
about halfway done.
3/4ths of the way there. (alfred molina! he played doc ock)
"you have three big clumps and two little ones, i swear!"
finished!
what's a little blood for art?
issoperfect. it's for the hamster i'm gonna get.
...and now we drink jack. :D