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Latest Ink

Posted: 03/12/2010 in Random
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Well, I have finally mustered up enough strength and intelligence to post something. This vacation back home has been somewhat hard, difficult and strength sapping.

While on my rest period I went had some more ink done, now bear in mind I have alot so one would think that I would have grown used to the pain. BOY, was I wrong!

I already had a tribal outline on my outer arm/ bicep area and decided that it was time to finish that portion up. I went to a guy that my sister recommended and all was good. The first sitting was not too bad, section off the tattoo and add all the extra black and outlines. I waited for that to heal which took about 10 days or so and went back for the rest.

In those 10 days of resting I had a couple heavy nights which included large amounts of excesses so I WASN’T feeling that good. Yeah I reckon a good month of no consumption of anything besides water and fruits could have helped, anyway I went there already feeling some what worse for wear.

I was pretty excited to finally get this  outline completed after three years of waiting. We started at 10am and continued to 3pm with only 4×5 minute breaks for me to try calm my hunger pangs. Yes I’m a doos! I had forgotten to eat breakfast and people were pouring into the shop because I had used my appointment time already. No time to eat. Must finish now.

While getting tattooed we had some interesting conversations, religion of all types, the meaning of life, life in SA and abroad all to the drone of some really hardcore death metal. I got a couple titles of some good books which are apparently must reads, thanks to Pat the tattooist.

Back to the pain, for those of you who don’t know, shading for me is the worst part of tattoos. Example, if you have two colours shading into each other that mean the skin has to get tattooed twice over the same area. Shading needle’s have 5 or 6 needles instead of the outline needle which has one. Once with primary colour and again with the secondary colour. Mine was black and red.  As time was passing I was getting silent, more silent, more more silent (if that’s even possible) and completely oblivious to anything around me except the pain.

After what seemed like a lifetime of pain and suffering it was finished. I promised myself next time I would never ever get so much done in one sitting and went home feeling faint, sickly and proud. But why lie to myself I know deep down inside that I will do the same thing next time. That’s what getting a tattoo is all about!

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