my tattoo experience
Friday, July 06, 2007 9:29 PM
I know this will definitley be one of the most memorable experiences of my life - my first [and maybe ONLY] tattoo!
Matt and I went to get tattoo's because we both really wanted one and because he knew a friend in Victoria that was excellent at them. when I heard he was a young guy I got a little nervous, but once we walked into him and his wife's house I was a lot more comfortable. they were indie rockers. photographs, sewing machines, recording equipment, vinyl records, and Kyle's sketchbooks everywhere! definitley the coolest house I've ever been in.
Kyle had a picture of Africa on his macbook and printed it out as we talked about size and placement. that's when I really started to get nervous. he went to trace it onto a transfer that he would then place onto my back. matt and I sat on the floor drinking cokes and looking through Kyle's sketchbooks. He is SUCH an incredible artist. I was very nervous about the pain to come.
after he transfered the design onto my back and we decided it was good, he started to get his guns and such ready and I ran to change into one of his wife's shirts [she was the sweetest woman in the world, and only about 23 or so]. I laid down on the massage table to begin the process. Brooke [his wife] reassured me that while it would hurt it wouldnt be unbearable and I could handle it. she has more tattoo's than he does. Matt was sitting next to me holding my hand and we started.
it wasnt as bad as I expected. It did hurt - some parts more than others, but I was able to get through it all without squirming, crying, or yelling out to stop. He did two outlines first and a star over Sudan. we took a break and then he went back to fill in between the two outlines and the star. the whole process was not very long.
Matt's experience was not as emotional. they spent some time sketching it out [*cough* using my idea! :] and then jumped on the table. everytime I asked matt how he felt or how he was doing he just said things like "this is nothing", he loved it. he is craving another one. none the less I stood over him and held his hand the whole time. he bled a bit because it had some shadin unlike mine.
we finally left Kyle's house after 12:30 midnight, the whole process taking about 5 hours.
I'll never forget it!
Matt and I went to get tattoo's because we both really wanted one and because he knew a friend in Victoria that was excellent at them. when I heard he was a young guy I got a little nervous, but once we walked into him and his wife's house I was a lot more comfortable. they were indie rockers. photographs, sewing machines, recording equipment, vinyl records, and Kyle's sketchbooks everywhere! definitley the coolest house I've ever been in.
Kyle had a picture of Africa on his macbook and printed it out as we talked about size and placement. that's when I really started to get nervous. he went to trace it onto a transfer that he would then place onto my back. matt and I sat on the floor drinking cokes and looking through Kyle's sketchbooks. He is SUCH an incredible artist. I was very nervous about the pain to come.
after he transfered the design onto my back and we decided it was good, he started to get his guns and such ready and I ran to change into one of his wife's shirts [she was the sweetest woman in the world, and only about 23 or so]. I laid down on the massage table to begin the process. Brooke [his wife] reassured me that while it would hurt it wouldnt be unbearable and I could handle it. she has more tattoo's than he does. Matt was sitting next to me holding my hand and we started.
it wasnt as bad as I expected. It did hurt - some parts more than others, but I was able to get through it all without squirming, crying, or yelling out to stop. He did two outlines first and a star over Sudan. we took a break and then he went back to fill in between the two outlines and the star. the whole process was not very long.
Matt's experience was not as emotional. they spent some time sketching it out [*cough* using my idea! :] and then jumped on the table. everytime I asked matt how he felt or how he was doing he just said things like "this is nothing", he loved it. he is craving another one. none the less I stood over him and held his hand the whole time. he bled a bit because it had some shadin unlike mine.
we finally left Kyle's house after 12:30 midnight, the whole process taking about 5 hours.
I'll never forget it!