But with this awesome spring weather we are having, the layers of long sleeves and woolen sweaters are being shed and some skin is peeking through and this is the time of year I start to get the itch. No, nothing that canesten cream is gonna cure....I get the itch to be inked. I usually start thinking about something that I want done and give a call to my man Jamie back home in NS and get him to book me for a summer slot. This guy is so freakin fabulous, words can't describe his work. He started out of an area converted in his basement and grew to be so popular and busy that he moved his business into an empty shop in downtown Havre Boucher. Now this in itself is funny to me, because if you have ever been to Havre Boucher you know not to blink or you'll already have driven past it! So the local tattoo parlor is located on the main strip...the only strip...smack in between the post office and the senior citizen home!! And when I say he's booked solid...I mean I'll be lucky...if I call now, in February...and he has a spot to fit me in, when I go home in July. Serious. Some of his work:
Next one is the outline of a sun, in the middle of my back and inside the sun I have Brooklyn and Dallas' name. Because they are the sunshine of my life...get it?! Well along comes Madden and there is no room for his name. Now to be fair I have to ink his name somewhere because he too is the sunshine of my life, so I decided to create something on my own. This is right after my mom died and I was thinking of getting something in her memory and not the traditional rose with 'Mom' or 'Evelyn' written in script across a banner. Moms favorite game was Scrabble so I dusted off her scrabble game box and started fooling around with the letters of my kids names and this is what I came up with:
My man Jamie did this one and I was blown away when I saw it. Don't they seriously look like scrabble tiles. This was one painful piece to sit through. 3 hours. Down my left ribcage. Ouch. So now I have no use for 2 out of 3 kidders names inside the sun so I decide to fill it in, oh and while you're at it...why don't you add some swirly stars. So this is what Jamie free handed.....
I'm loving the new look of this tat. But it's not enough. It's never enough!! After mom died, my cousin gave me a pewter angel to hang in my window and on its wings were an inscription. The more I thought about this inscription, the more I wanted it inked on my back next to my sun and stars. So 10 min after I sit down in the tattoo chair, this is forever etched on my back: