Posts Tagged With: hand tattoo

Defying (the) Convention

THEY are trying to destroy my love of tattoo conventions. They fill bigger and bigger halls with more like them. The crowds that are attracted to the strange ghoul of tattoo television stardom are a sad lot. Where conventions of the past focused on a few really talented artists who were known only to a small portion of folks who were genuinely interested in tattoos, these days the draw is far less talented tattooers who have had the (mis?)fortune to be “reality television stars“. The results at this weekends Baltimore tattoo convention were too plain to ignore. Moved into a cavernous and soul sucking vault from the previous years cozy hotel ballroom, the enormous number of booths were filled with a depressingly mediocre and untalented pile of shops and artists pumping out $30 and $40 dollar tattoos hoping to siphon some semblance of a living from the trashy rubs who equate being on television with some form of magic. It was silly, it was sad, it was filled with people whose only love of tattooing is based on the flawed idea that if you are on the glowing light of a television that you, somehow, must be a somebody.

Fortunately for tattooing the aforementioned core group of tattoo aficionados are still there, still loyal to quality work and still happy to go to a place where their chosen artists are assembled into one place. They gamely walk the gauntlet of hook hangers, bad “burlesque” shows, the horrible tattooers with 2 pictures of (bad)  tattoos in their portfolio and 50 of them posing with guns in front of a beemer, and the brain dead rubes hoping to get  a picture with some half talented tv tattooer, with an eye for the quality work that  still draws them to these shit shows by the fond memories of past years conventions before the organizers decided that the tattooers were to be second to the almighty dollar. I have done this show for years and the progression from a room full of talented artists sharing stories and pushing each other to newer and better heights into a grim vault of rum dumb barely skilled hacks and sideshow bullshit is nearly complete. Personally Im done doing this (and most) conventions, there are good ones out there still and if I ever wanted to do another one I  will be focusing on those rather than wasting my time and money supporting people for whom tattooing is just a paycheck.

Did I say that I wasted my time? Well, that is not exactly true since we got to hang out with a ton of our friends and to enjoy Baltimore itself, which is always really fun! Cara and I also did some really fun tattoos on great people who made it a pleasure to deal with the ocean of goofballs filling the cavernous Baltimore convention center. Before we got to the “charm city” Cara and I stayed with and worked at the fine folks of Black Thorn Gallery in Mechanicsburg Pa. Not only are they incredibly talented, but Ryan, Landon, Tim, and Tiffany are the kind of tattooers Cara and I like to describe as “our people”. All the talent in the world is wasted if you are a jerk and the Black Thorn crew are super good people as well as damn fine tattooers. One of their shop regulars Cody let me tattoo an umbrella Yokai on the side of his knee.

On day one my Sunday appointment asked if I wasnt doing anything would I mind working on his piece instead of waiting. Since neck tattoos are always the scariest for me at conventions I was thrilled to get this one going while I was still fresh and we turned out this skull and roses on Joel’s neck.

I did this lil cake on our friend’s elbow/forearm area in honor of her mom (and on mothers day no less!) I can’t say that I have tattooed many bunt cakes, but this one was super fun!

BUNDT!

A customer I tattooed in 2009 at the convention stopped by and showed me the healed chrysanthemum on her forearm, I was happy to see that it was still solid and that she was ready to turn it into a full sleeve!

We did a couple little ones on some very cool folks and I tattooed one repeat customer who apparently has an orgasm every time I tattoo her (I cannot guarantee these results for every customer) and who brought her own towel in order to “keep your chair from getting all wet”. Keep in mind that this tattoo was just on her shoulder not in any “erogenous” zones.i feel like I should have added an extra $50 for the happy ending. . . . the things we do for our art!

On the last day I ended the whole thing by tattooing Heather’s hand! Not only is she engaged to a Pittsburgh tattooer, and part of the tattoo was a coverup,  but she has two really awesome sleeves which puts the pressure on high especially tattooing a hand at a convention where the light isn’t quite what you are used to and the distraction factor is pretty substantial. But I did my best and both of us  were happy with the result.

Other highlights included getting a grip of maternity clothes and baby furniture from the amazing Jen Reid, eating with our good buddies til were ready to blow up 3 days in a row. Being in the same booth as Ryan and Landon, being able to spend time with their awesome wives and kids, being next to Cyn and the whole Cirque du Rouge crew and being inspired by folks like Timmy Tats, Krooked Ken, Tahiti Gil, Jakoh, and dozens more who are true tattooers and keep the flame alive for Cara and I to be inspired by. We wont be working this show anymore, but we will definitely be using it as an excuse to hang out in Baltimore with some super cool and dedicated tattooers and friends.

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My Brother from another mother

Our friends Kyle and Daniel invited us to their house for some amazing fish tacos yesterday. We rode over and met up with some more buddies, while we were waiting for the food to be finished Cara noticed something weird. . .

"Hey is there another bald guy with glasses over there!?"

"Hey is there another bald guy with glasses over there!?"

Daniel (the one pointing) and I bore a striking resemblance to each other because of our “outfits”. This kind of freaky occurrence is usually accompanied by the revelation that both our dads were travelling sales men and end up being the same person or that we were twins and one of us was taken by a secret cult and raised by pumas. In this case it seems to be more the result of how middle age former punk rockers dress and my new found thin-ness. Believe me we have hung out before and while Daniel was always the svelte male model he appears here i looked like Jabba the hutt, no one mistook one of us for the other til yesterday.

"Look! Jason is down to 2 chins!"

"Look! Jason is down to 2 chins!"

The food and company were awesome! Daniel and Kyle are some of the nicest people on Earth and Cara and i adore them.

Speaking of Cara, after bathing in the glory of my new bike she felt like she needed something that weighed less than a ton as well and picked up a super sweet U-District  by Torker. We went over to Thick bikes on the Southside and I was amazed. The guy working was helpful and gave off zero hipster attitude, like the awesome dudes at iron City cycles they are locals AND know whats works for a rider and what doesn’t. He stayed late and went out of his way to be accommodating as we bought what is probably the cheapest bike they sell. If you need a bike, go to these guys!

The days have been beautiful and we have been enjoying them, something about strolling with your sweetie and a miniature dog feels like heaven to me. I really think that kind of contentment and comfortableness is as close to heaven as we can get, Im a really lucky guy.

YAY!

YAY!

Before the cooking and stuff yesterday i had to do a little work. A really nice customer who I have been tattooing for years was home from Iraq for a week and wanted to get a tattoo in honor of his new son. I don’t really do a lot of black and grey work but i really wanted to do this justice for a great guy. Im pretty booked up for weeks now, but since he was due to be shipped back in a week I went in on tuesday and we put 4 1/2 hours into this poor guys riblets and came up with this bad boy.The tattoo gods must have been smiling on us because not once in the whole time did the phone ring or a customer come in asking if we do piercing, nothing, just some jazz on the radio, the buzz of the machine and AJ occasionally groaning as I tore him up.

brand new, still a lil red

brand new, still a lil red

If the rain holds off Im gonna ride my ass off today!

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