Tags: On Life and Love, art, body art, tattoo, The Physical Matters
I’m currently sitting in Lucky 13, a tattoo (and piercing) place up in Mooresville.
Where I just finished getting my first tattoo, a live oak tree, complete with Spanish moss.
Here it is in the final stretch of shading:
Plenty of the more subtle shading won’t show until it heals, which should take a couple of weeks.
It hurt a lot more than I expected, particularly the outlining. I was expecting all the pain to be like the manageable rawness of the shading, but ended up taking three breaks due to light-headedness.
By the end of the 3 hours, I hadn’t shed any tears, but I was past ready to be done. That said, I’m totally glad I did it. I loved the tattoo artist and her style, and had fun kinda-sorta hanging out with Deana and Greg (around all the wincing).
Now Deana’s in the chair, getting a Captain America-style pin-up girl on her thigh:
Two or three more hours, this time watching.