about: my tattoo

my appreciation for the art form started on a trip to new york city years ago. i couldn’t help but remark those around clothed in tattoos, existing as an expression of fashion, art and in particular themselves. no matter where i went, there they were: small, large, sleeves, full colour, black; shattering my traditionally held belief that this was not art but a representation of malfeasance. no longer did i fear them, i was intrigued and drawn.

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