become a tattoo artist

kicking ass all over the place. i quit my job to find my motivation. it took me a couple of months, a couple thousand dollars down the drain and a sudden bout of courage that lasted a week of soliciting studios before i then accomplished my goal. i, ladies and gentlemen am on my way to realizing a long standing dream of mine.

yah i dont believe it either.

i am learning so much stuff. right now i am not doing anything i consider cool. cleaning and more cleaning can only be so interesting. but you know it is a real chill place, i like the people i am working and learning under. they give me chicken wings and pizza. i get to disassemble parts, and play with the tools, and read the magazines. i get to watch movies when we arent doing anything. i am not being paid however to sit on my ass, so they send me out to get the word out.

last weekend i wasnt in my best form. i left some clamps out i was practicing with. that is a BIG nono, we could be shut down for that. i would be sad if that happened. i had to mop the floors twice. then when we got busy, and i could have capitalized on demonstrating my insane creative design skills… what do i do… but bolt for the door with some bullshit excuse. cuz… i suddenly…. didnt… have…. anything to do… but help. and i didnt. i feel that has set me back a month from touching skin… at least a month. i mean my master was cool about it. didnt seem to want to kill me the next day about it, but it is eating me alive.

advise?

what are some ways to demonstrate that i am ready and willing to begin my skin indoctrination?

did i mention i am also double apprenticing to the piercer in the store?

yah man. i want to learn to do it all, ALL forms of body modification trade. i have some wicked cool ideas i think… and this is my humble opinion…. will REVOLUTIONIZE the industry. intense no?

yep. this is not a passing fancy. this is something i want to do for the rest of my life. this is my career goal.

stay tune.

i hesitate.

this is something that keeps popping up in my life. people suggesting i do some sort of body work, others wanting me to design something for them. i actually have been into a few parlors and they were itchy for me to show my work… but i was too shy. why am i this freaked out about it? i shouldn’t be. that’s not normally how i am. i guess maybe it’s becuz i care.

i want to, so bad it hurts.

i recently got an invitation from a new parlor opening up near where i live… and well they’re offering free tattoos. i haven’t yet figured out what i want, but two of my friends are dead set on next monday. so we mgiht check this place out. i wonder if this person has any idea of the sort of peope that he might attract with this sort of invitation.

one of these two fellows of mind want me to design her a tattoo. its cool. but its so lasting a statement. and i don’t know if i like the idea of something of mine should go on forever without real ablity for me to tinker with it when i want. ah well. i agreed and that’s that.

i plan on asking a lot of questions, and being a conversationist if i go, which i know i’m being dragged along. but i so don’t know about this. i want to, but i don’t like hoping and wanting… i can’t disappoint myself much more without some serious repricussions.

i think it would be totally awesome, and crucial to my like life experiences…. man. funky, interesting, and i get to hurt people for my art… people must suffer? that is just too cool for me… you just don’t understand. it would be like the best, especially as i am so a night owl.

besides theres like some anatomy stuff in there, and you got to learn some medical procedures, and funky other things… sure that’s got some serious potential i tell you.

but what i am really interested in, aside from the above, is the processing of the ink. how its manufactured… and to look up some history on the art and ritual of the tattoo… the sanctified and holy temple of thou. dude?