Tattoo in progress by John Wayne at Bee Sting tattoo
www.beestingtattoo.com Done with the Dragonfly tattoo machine. www.inkmachines.com
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Kamis, 06 Januari 2011
Asian Style leg tattoos by Rich Pearson out of Birmingham UK
SARAHS KARA SHISHI +BOTAN
See more HERE from Gung Ho tattoo
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Bio Mechanical tattoos from Carson Hill
Almost done
Finished.
Check out more tattoos at http://www.carsonhilltattoos.com You can see his machines for sale at http://www.neumatattoomachines.com
Selasa, 04 Januari 2011
Bright colorful tattoos from Ian Preeper at Classy Tattoo Company in Nova Scotia
free handed this on with sharpie, about 2 1/2 hours
plastic rotary machine haha...pic on the right is a bit blurry...i'll get a better one later
See more at http://classytattooco.yolasite.com/
Come get some color! Classy Tattoo Co. 6100 Young St, Halifax! Nova Scotia
Seth Wood is coming to Los Angeles and San Francisco!!!
seattle, of course
i love (oslo).
a rose by any other name....
See more at http://www.sethwoodtattoo.com
You can contact him to get dates at thesethwood@gmail.com
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Great Manny Pacquiao tattoo by Dmitriy Samohin
Wow... really impressed with this one on many levels, as a tattoo enthusiast and as a fellow countrymen who is proud of this guy. Manny Pacquiao is the man! Good work Dmitriy!
Artist: Дмитрий Самохин ( Dmitriy Samokhin )
Had to find words to describe his utterly incredible works!!! Such an incredible artist that haven't been exposed much. Kudos to him!!!
A new twist on Bio mechanical tattoos...
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Art from Derek Hess...
Original by Derek Hess on left... tattoo artist unknown on right.
"In 1993, while still booking bands at the Euclid Tavern, Hess’ flyers caught the eye of Marty Geramita, who suggested that Hess turn his flyers into a business venture. In the years immediately following, Hess, with Geramita as his manager, garnered the attention of countless bands as well as both the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and the infamous Louvre in Paris, who both have Hess’ art in their permanent collection.
In addition to posters for bands such as Pantera, Thursday, Pink Floyd and Pearl Jam, Hess has also created CD covers for bands like Motion City Soundtrack and Unearth. He has also been featured on television show and in magazines - MTV, Fuse, VH1, Alternative Press and Juxtapose as well as many others.
More recently, Hess started a clothing line, Strhess, as well as Hessfest and the Strhess Tour, a collaboration of music and art that features bands such as Thursday, Shadow’s Fall, Stretch Arm Strong and Taking Back Sunday. "
See more at www.derekhess.com
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Senin, 03 Januari 2011
More tattoos from Nikko Hurtado at Black Anchor in So Cal
The owner of Sullens sleeve. I still have a couple more passes and touch ups but here it is before I worked on it yesterday.
See more at www.nikkohurtado.com
Jumat, 23 Juli 2010
What a Vacation!
I still have two days left of my vacation, but this has been a most amusing and amazing week.
The picture to your left is Uncle P's newest tattoo. This one is on my right calf and a little more (actually, a lot more) vertical than it seems in this picture. I suppose that can happen when one takes a photo of one's own calf... I got it because it represents not just an ancient culture, but is also probably one of the most unusual Yin-Yang symbols I have ever seen. Uncle P is big on ancient cultures (see my Egyptian ink). I've already decided that my next one will be Aztec or Inca. And I know it looks red and irritated (and there's even a little blood), but the picture was taken just a few hours after it was done, yesterday afternoon. It looks a lot better, today.
The picture to your left is Uncle P's newest tattoo. This one is on my right calf and a little more (actually, a lot more) vertical than it seems in this picture. I suppose that can happen when one takes a photo of one's own calf... I got it because it represents not just an ancient culture, but is also probably one of the most unusual Yin-Yang symbols I have ever seen. Uncle P is big on ancient cultures (see my Egyptian ink). I've already decided that my next one will be Aztec or Inca. And I know it looks red and irritated (and there's even a little blood), but the picture was taken just a few hours after it was done, yesterday afternoon. It looks a lot better, today.
The new ink was my birthday present to myself; a tradition that started last last year and will probably continue for a few more.
So this vacation started with Friday night drinks with a dear friend I haven't seen in several years (she moved to MA for a job a few years ago). Then Saturday night was Inception with two other dear friends, followed by a trip to Coney Island on my actual birthday, Sunday. Below is a shot of some of the insane rides at the new Luna Park. The rides at Coney are rather expensive, so we only rode a few, but we still managed to have a fantastic time. We ate lunch at Nathan's, saw the Sideshow by the Seashore and just had ourselves a grand time. If you're a Facebook Friend, you can see more Coney Island pics, there. If you aren't, let me know and I'll add you.
Monday and Tuesday could hardly compare, though I did manage to reorganize my bathroom cabinet (a bigger job than you can imagine) and steam-clean the whole bathroom. Woo-hoo! So exciting!
My next big adventure was meeting my little angel, Matty in Seaside Heights (yes, I know) for dinner and fireworks on the beach. I grew up going to Seaside as a kid, and must admit that it is smaller and dingier than I remember... Still, Matty and I had a grand time strolling the boards and looking for hot guys (there weren't many).
Which brings me to Thursday and my new ink; once again at Living Arts Tattoo in New Hope, PA. For those not familiar, New Hope is sort of Pennsylvania's Provincetown. Clean, comfortable and staffed by the nicest (and best) tattoo artists in the region, Living Arts is the only place I will ever get inked. My first tatt was from a rival shop in the same town, and while I was satisfied with their work, their demeanor and general customer service was poor, at best. The guys at Living Arts are just terrific, and I highly recommend them, should you be so inclined to use their services.
Then tonight was an informal gathering of folks I recently reconnected with at my HS reunion last fall. We drank, we ate and we all complained that we are closer to the half-century mark than any of us would like to admit. Still, we look fabulous and a great time was had by all.
I still have two days left before I have to return to my day job. Who knows what adventures await (though I'm thinking 'not many')?
I know I've promised a giant post on The Zombie Zone, and that is coming, tomorrow. And I'll be back to my usual nonsense come Sunday.
More, anon.
Prospero
So this vacation started with Friday night drinks with a dear friend I haven't seen in several years (she moved to MA for a job a few years ago). Then Saturday night was Inception with two other dear friends, followed by a trip to Coney Island on my actual birthday, Sunday. Below is a shot of some of the insane rides at the new Luna Park. The rides at Coney are rather expensive, so we only rode a few, but we still managed to have a fantastic time. We ate lunch at Nathan's, saw the Sideshow by the Seashore and just had ourselves a grand time. If you're a Facebook Friend, you can see more Coney Island pics, there. If you aren't, let me know and I'll add you.
Monday and Tuesday could hardly compare, though I did manage to reorganize my bathroom cabinet (a bigger job than you can imagine) and steam-clean the whole bathroom. Woo-hoo! So exciting!
My next big adventure was meeting my little angel, Matty in Seaside Heights (yes, I know) for dinner and fireworks on the beach. I grew up going to Seaside as a kid, and must admit that it is smaller and dingier than I remember... Still, Matty and I had a grand time strolling the boards and looking for hot guys (there weren't many).
Which brings me to Thursday and my new ink; once again at Living Arts Tattoo in New Hope, PA. For those not familiar, New Hope is sort of Pennsylvania's Provincetown. Clean, comfortable and staffed by the nicest (and best) tattoo artists in the region, Living Arts is the only place I will ever get inked. My first tatt was from a rival shop in the same town, and while I was satisfied with their work, their demeanor and general customer service was poor, at best. The guys at Living Arts are just terrific, and I highly recommend them, should you be so inclined to use their services.
Then tonight was an informal gathering of folks I recently reconnected with at my HS reunion last fall. We drank, we ate and we all complained that we are closer to the half-century mark than any of us would like to admit. Still, we look fabulous and a great time was had by all.
I still have two days left before I have to return to my day job. Who knows what adventures await (though I'm thinking 'not many')?
I know I've promised a giant post on The Zombie Zone, and that is coming, tomorrow. And I'll be back to my usual nonsense come Sunday.
More, anon.
Prospero
PS - Today would have been my father's 72nd birthday. Happy Birthday, Dad, wherever you may be... Read More......
Minggu, 09 Mei 2010
Mom
It's Mother's Day. I was going to post a picture of my mother, but she'd kill me and I wouldn't want to upset her on her day.
Seriously, my mother is pretty terrific. All she ever wanted to be was a mother. She married my father at 18 and had me just a few months before she turned 20. It would be another 6 years before my sister came along. When we were kids, Mom loved snow days, because she got to spend the whole day with us. And she was practically ecstatic when our school district went on strike one September. It meant almost another whole month we could stay home and play with her. We would play board games, color, do paint-by-numbers and crafts. In fact, one of my earliest memories is playing with Colorforms at our dining room table in the tiny house my parents rented in Trenton, before we moved to the tiny house I grew up in, in Levittown.
When I was in High School, I had an opportunity to travel to France with my French class. Mom took a part-time job as a Playground Monitor at a local elementary school, so she could afford to send me. She often went without so my sister and I could have the things we wanted, whether it was designer jeans; tickets to the latest show in town or my sister's wedding. She taught us the basics of housekeeping - how to cook a meal; how to sew on a button; how to remove a stain from the carpet and (best of all) how to find a bargain. I swear, that woman would make a deal with devil if it meant saving money.
After my father finally left (what she often says is "...the second best thing to happen to me, after you kids."), she went to work full-time as a switchboard operator in a local department store, quickly working her way up to HR Assistant. After that, she landed a job with with mob-owned garbage disposal company. Then she worked for a BMW dealer and finally spent 19 years as the Customer Service Manager for a Cadillac dealer before finally retiring this past fall. And she had herself a rather wild time time during her late 40's and early 50's, even dating a Russian hottie who was only a few years older than me at the time. And when I finally worked up the courage to come out to her, she simply said "I knew" and cried - not because I was gay, but because she thought I didn't trust her enough to tell her sooner.
Lately, she's had her share of health issues and has slowed down quite a bit, but she can still make the best mashed potatoes you've ever tasted (though she has yet to teach me how to make her legendary pie-crust). These days, she spends most of her time reading (I can't remember a time when she didn't have a book with her), watching Oprah and The View and generally enjoying herself (when she isn't complaining about how she can't do all the things she used to be able to do).
For Mother's Day this year, I treated her to breakfast yesterday and bought her the latest novel from one of her favorite authors, as well as a beautiful new cushion for her favorite reading chair; all of which she loved. She'd be mightily embarrassed if she knew I was extolling her virtues in such a public venue, but her innate distrust of the Internet ensures she'll never find out (unless one of my friends that know her rats me out).
I hope all of you, dear readers, have as wonderful Mom as I do. And if you don't, just remember.. it could be worse:
Seriously, my mother is pretty terrific. All she ever wanted to be was a mother. She married my father at 18 and had me just a few months before she turned 20. It would be another 6 years before my sister came along. When we were kids, Mom loved snow days, because she got to spend the whole day with us. And she was practically ecstatic when our school district went on strike one September. It meant almost another whole month we could stay home and play with her. We would play board games, color, do paint-by-numbers and crafts. In fact, one of my earliest memories is playing with Colorforms at our dining room table in the tiny house my parents rented in Trenton, before we moved to the tiny house I grew up in, in Levittown.
When I was in High School, I had an opportunity to travel to France with my French class. Mom took a part-time job as a Playground Monitor at a local elementary school, so she could afford to send me. She often went without so my sister and I could have the things we wanted, whether it was designer jeans; tickets to the latest show in town or my sister's wedding. She taught us the basics of housekeeping - how to cook a meal; how to sew on a button; how to remove a stain from the carpet and (best of all) how to find a bargain. I swear, that woman would make a deal with devil if it meant saving money.
After my father finally left (what she often says is "...the second best thing to happen to me, after you kids."), she went to work full-time as a switchboard operator in a local department store, quickly working her way up to HR Assistant. After that, she landed a job with with mob-owned garbage disposal company. Then she worked for a BMW dealer and finally spent 19 years as the Customer Service Manager for a Cadillac dealer before finally retiring this past fall. And she had herself a rather wild time time during her late 40's and early 50's, even dating a Russian hottie who was only a few years older than me at the time. And when I finally worked up the courage to come out to her, she simply said "I knew" and cried - not because I was gay, but because she thought I didn't trust her enough to tell her sooner.
Lately, she's had her share of health issues and has slowed down quite a bit, but she can still make the best mashed potatoes you've ever tasted (though she has yet to teach me how to make her legendary pie-crust). These days, she spends most of her time reading (I can't remember a time when she didn't have a book with her), watching Oprah and The View and generally enjoying herself (when she isn't complaining about how she can't do all the things she used to be able to do).
For Mother's Day this year, I treated her to breakfast yesterday and bought her the latest novel from one of her favorite authors, as well as a beautiful new cushion for her favorite reading chair; all of which she loved. She'd be mightily embarrassed if she knew I was extolling her virtues in such a public venue, but her innate distrust of the Internet ensures she'll never find out (unless one of my friends that know her rats me out).
I hope all of you, dear readers, have as wonderful Mom as I do. And if you don't, just remember.. it could be worse:
Or you could have a Wicked Stepmother...
...in which case, I'm very sorry.
What a bitch!
Happy Mother's Day to all you 'Mothers" out there. I just hope you're all as great as mine.
More, anon.
Prospero
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Prospero
Minggu, 02 Agustus 2009
My New Ink
Well, here it is, on my formerly hairy left calf. It actually looks a lot better in person. The curves of my calf tend to distort it a bit. And my dear D is not a
professional photographer nor was his camera professional grade; and his apartment's tiny kitchen doesn't exactly have the best lighting. Still, you get the general idea.
I will probably go back and have more color added (it's hard to see in the pic, but the iris is green), according to Dale's full-color original.
And I will defintely be going back to Living Arts at least once more, for that insanely gorgeous Pre-Columbian Yin-Yang I already posted about, on the other calf. I never believed it when people said that tattoos were addictive, but now that I have a second one, I want another one. And to be honest, my first was small (2"w x 2.5"h) and relatively hidden on my right hip. As I've gained and lost weight over the years, it's lost its sharpness (mostly because it was so small to begin with) and no longer looks like what I designed 11 years ago. It's time for a visible update, I think.
So, what do you think of it? I love it.
Do you have any ink? If so, what and where? If not, what would you get and where would get it, if you got one? Leave your comments - I LOVE reading them.
More, anon.
Prospero
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Sabtu, 01 Agustus 2009
Lo
I stumbled upon the fantastic teaser trailer for Travis Betz' horror/comedy Lo while searching YouTube for the Sordid Lives trailer (though what one had to do with the other is beyond me...). It was so funny and creepy at the same time - and that song! You'll see in a minute. Anyway - the story seems to be a combination of the Orpheus myth, Dante's Inferno and Faust, with a comic twist. I just want to know why I had not heard of it, before.
Written and directed by Travis Betz (Joshua), Lo is the story of a young man who apparently sells his soul to summon a demon, in order to rescue his lady love from Eternal Damnation. Think of it as Drag Me From Hell. The movie stars no one any one has ever heard of, but so did Star Wars. Not that I'm comparing, of course - take a breath, nerds. All I'm saying is that often unknowns in good movies go on to be much more than 'unknown.'
I love that smart, original Indie Horror still exists. And how I wish Warners would release Micheal Dougherty's Trick 'r Treat, the much-buzzed about horror antholagy starring Brian Cox (the original Hannibal Lecter); Anna Paquin; the always good Dylan Baker (Spider-Man) and "Dollhouse" and "Battlestar Gallactica" star, Tamoh Penikett.
So, here's the teaser for Lo that so caught my fancy:
And here's the official trailer:
Is it me, or does this film look like it will a whole lotta fun? I'll probably have to wait for the DVD release... suburban cineplexes suck (say that 3 times, fast).
Oh - And just in case you are wondering - D and I got our new ink today and both of us were very happy with the results. If you are in eastern Pennsylvania, I highly recommend Living Arts Tattoo Gallery in New Hope, PA (Pennsylvania's P'Town).
The Living Arts staff are friendly guys who are serious about what they do, and they do it well. Expect to spend some time, especially if they are doing a custom design. I brought in my own art (designed to my specs by my dear friend, Dale as my birthday present), and tattoo artist Brian Ulrich did a fantastic job! I can't stop looking at it. My Dear D (not to be confused with Dale), seemed just as pleased with his crucifix, which I must admit, while not something I would even consider getting, was beautifully executed as well. We took pictures with D's camera. As soon he uploads them, I will post them.
And I've already decided on my next one... They had this gorgeous Pre-Columbian Yin-Yang on the wall... MUST have. It's the perfect compliment to the Egyptian symbols I got today. Maybe in October or November... or my Christmas present to myself.
More, anon.
Prospero
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