The tattoo on my chest irritates me. It should be my pride and joy, but the guy who did the work botched the job and isn't available to make him fix the damned thing anymore, not that I'd trust him to!
So, I'm working on a coverup. This will make the second coverup I've done. The first was on my ankle, where I ruined my little purple butterfly- done when I was 16- thanks to my brother borrowing my razor. Suffice to say that the little butterfly lost all of its body and most of its wings in a split second.
The new work is coming along nicely. First I printed off a low-rez b&w frontal shot, nude. This time, no bra to keep everything high while they work, so it looks better when the bra isn't there. Over the top of the current tat will go a flower. Standard five petal posie, black center, most likely. It will be surrounded by knotwork vines with smaller posies- four of them, one for each of my biological kids. The design is based closely on the Celtic Tree of Life, split in half. I'll talk to Greg, my new ink man, about how much it would cost to do both sides, but even just the single side looks pretty damned cool, I think. It is a LOT of territory I'll be covering this time, with the highest point right at the collar bone, then extending down well onto the breast. I think it would look seriously cool to do both sides.
I will do each of the flowers in my girls' birthstone colors. Colorful, but not garishly so.
I stopped in today to price my oldest daughter's tat. She's getting a little dragon, standing on a stack of books holding a rose and a pencil- very her. It'll go on her thigh, high enough to hide if she likes, low enough to show if she wants, too. I drew the original dragon ages ago, then modified it last year for her. Original it was going to cover up a scar on her leg that reads "PAIN". She's decided not to put it down that low. Greg priced it out, fully colored, at an excellent price. He did the work on Sweetie's back- another of my designs. I really should learn to ink myself, since I get as pissy as I do when other artists fuck up my work.
