Friday, May 27, 2011

Tattoos

I realize tattoos started as a rebellious practice by societal outliers, and then they became uber mainstream (with shows like "Miami Ink," "LA Ink" and the like). I've always been a fan. I mean, there's a lot of crap out there, but there's a lot of crap out there, in general. I have never been a "beige" girl, or one that felt comfortable living in a place with a lack of decoration, or similarly dressing in a way that seemed void of color and decoration- -my skin doesn't feel very different to me on that front. I feel like these days "no tattoos" is the new "tattoos," but that's fine with me- -I just can't have white walls on this proverbial house, so, popular or not- -they're here to stay. Literally.
Whenever it gets warm out in the Pacific Northwest and people begin daring to bare a bit of skin, I'm reminded of all the hidden inked skin out there. For some people it's something they wear blatantly for everyone to see, for others it's like a secret that is only revealed occasionally or by accident. I like the hidden ones that one catches a glimpse of. For me it's like, "well I thought I had this guy in a suit all figured out, but that's the story with that little tattoo that just poked out of his collar line?"
Here's a few tattoos that I quite like. A few are from one of my favorite local tattoo shops, Scapegoat Tattoo, which also boasts to be a vegan shop (as most or all of the employees are vegan and all products used are free of animal byproducts and animal testing). It's a very Portland, OR thing, I know- -but it's a great shop with gifted artists and I feel fortunate to have collected a few of their fine pieces over the years. Ryan Mason of Scapegoat is pictured below.



Peak-a-boo




Brian Wilson is pretty gifted at roses. I have a few, as a matter of fact.






I've always loved tattoos of dogs, but I think Nial would actually kill me.




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