Sunday, January 18, 2015

Illustrated Man

Tattoos are a right of passage. They're a marker of bravery, of maturity, of cultural acceptance. The tattoo represents not only a willingness to accept pain - to endure it - but a need to actively embrace it. Because life is painful - beautiful but painful ... 
Nicola Barker

Inked Love - 011815 - Miz B

Show me a man with a tattoo and I'll show you a man with an interesting past.
 ~ Jack London

Take me on a guided tour of your life ... undress and reveal to me your story.   Your body is an illuminated manuscript, written in muscle & scars & ink.   It's all there for my fingers to trace ... your work, your loves, your pains, your fears, your passions.   For all of the mystery and unknowns between us, when we lie together in the moon glow, damp skin cooling, pounding hearts calming, your skin is your soul laid open to me.   Even the blank spaces are full of aching potential - and I kiss those inviting gaps, yearning to open your world and your heart to the experiences that will someday illustrate that unmarked flesh, to weave just the smallest piece of my love into your permanent narrative.

I Am Death - 011815 - Miz B

Tattooing, when understood in its entirety, must be seen as a religious act. The human being brings forth images from the center of the self and communicates them to the world. Fantasy is embodied in reality and the person is made whole.
~ Spider Webb

Tattoos are living art ... that person may not paint, or compose music - they may not draw or take photographs.  But there is a story, and emotion, a passion inside them that demands expression.  A great tattoo artist doesn't just impose a tattoo on a body ... they coax this reality from the soul, summoning the feelings to the flesh.   Sure, there are careless, superficial, awful tattoos out there - but let's be honest:  there are some careless, superficial, awful people out there too!   Like any art form, a great tattoo reveals and enhances the beauty of the medium.   

Mother Muse - 011815 - Miz B


Our bodies were printed as blank pages 

to be filled with the ink of our hearts.
Michael Biondi

Krysta Kaos - 011815 - SideB

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