Boobs. Bones. Boba Fett.
My name is Faith. I am a tattoo apprentice.
I do not play well with others.
On Saturday of the Paradise convention, I got a Surprise Tattoo. I met Dan Plumley and his twin brother Tim last year when their booth was directly across from ours. This year, I was stoked to find out that Dan had some free time and wanted to tattoo me! I told him that he could do whatever he wanted, and he drew it directly onto my leg in Sharpie. I had no idea what it was until the drawing was finished. The only direction he got from me was that I like creepy things and cute things. I love my creepy little mountain-dwelling, tree-eating, bunny-centipede-snail hybrid!
(Side note: Getting tattooed at almost 10,000 feet above sea level is Serious Business. The altitude was fucking with all of us all weekend, and one guy almost died of oxygen deprivation and had to be carted off in an ambulance. This was by far the most painful tattoo experience I’ve ever had. And getting so much work done all at once means I’ll probably be healing for the next bajillion or so years. Oh well - WORTH IT!)
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