I think the title says it all, really. This is a truly scary guy.
Straightedge Toast
This guy maybe has my favorite bad tattoos of all time. Ever. Period.
Possibly because I have a real soft spot for straight edge tattoos and punk/hc tattoos, possibly because they are just hilarious.
Description from the horse's mouth below:
All my friends have toast tattoos, because when you're poor and dumpster for your food bread is always readily available - it's this thing that kinda unifies us at this point in our lives. The Earth Crisis theme came about when some silly hardline XVX kids were staying at this punk house and talking about how belittling a band with serious issues is a bad thing, and how EC was cool and really helped push ideas into hardcore, and then they started insulting the people who lived at that house by degrading them and saying they had bad views, even making someone get near the verge of crying because she ate sparingly fish.
I realized that the lyrics for the beginning of Firestorm worked really well with toast (the original lyrics for those who don't know are "Street by street/block by block/taking it all back", referring to cleansing a neighborhood of drug dealers.) I went and got the tattoo done in an hour, showed them, and started drinking and eating cheese for the rest of the night (even though I was vegan at the time.) They stopped talking to me, and left shortly after.
I'm going to be getting a tattoo really soon that is based off of the anarchist atheist saying "No Gods, No Masters", but its gonna say "Dogs, No Masters" and have a kennel on fire and someone holding a leash with his brains blown out, and upside down crosses made of milk bones. I didn't think up that saying, though
Possibly because I have a real soft spot for straight edge tattoos and punk/hc tattoos, possibly because they are just hilarious.
Description from the horse's mouth below:
All my friends have toast tattoos, because when you're poor and dumpster for your food bread is always readily available - it's this thing that kinda unifies us at this point in our lives. The Earth Crisis theme came about when some silly hardline XVX kids were staying at this punk house and talking about how belittling a band with serious issues is a bad thing, and how EC was cool and really helped push ideas into hardcore, and then they started insulting the people who lived at that house by degrading them and saying they had bad views, even making someone get near the verge of crying because she ate sparingly fish.
I realized that the lyrics for the beginning of Firestorm worked really well with toast (the original lyrics for those who don't know are "Street by street/block by block/taking it all back", referring to cleansing a neighborhood of drug dealers.) I went and got the tattoo done in an hour, showed them, and started drinking and eating cheese for the rest of the night (even though I was vegan at the time.) They stopped talking to me, and left shortly after.
I'm going to be getting a tattoo really soon that is based off of the anarchist atheist saying "No Gods, No Masters", but its gonna say "Dogs, No Masters" and have a kennel on fire and someone holding a leash with his brains blown out, and upside down crosses made of milk bones. I didn't think up that saying, though
Quick Trip To Vegas
Jetted out to Vegas real quick to get up with Mario. We just shot this global campaign that is about to drop soon. Can't reveal details but it's gonna be really cool. Thank You Brittney for the ride back to the airport.
Dark Dark Dark.
The show last night was at some alternative venue,
and started really late.
It was supposed to start late, and then started even later.
Meryl and I rode our bikes there,
so we had a very chilly nighttime (early morning?) ride home.
Shortly after 3am, I took this picture on the Martin Olav Sabo Bridge.
It's just for bikes/people to avoid crossing Hiawatha on the Midtown Greenway bike path.
I'm so glad it's not winter anymore, even if there are some low temperatures at night.
Getting back on my bike is such a good feeling.
Today it's raining, so the planned big pit-firing happenings have gotten postponed.
I guess it's for the best, since some of the antler pieces aren't fully dry.
So instead, after Seward Cafe this morning, I made a couple more birdhouses, and also deconstructed one.
When you're making a lot of something, the first ones that you thought were so awesome turn out to be kinda crappy.
And we can't have that.
I'm up to 8, now.
I have a busy rest of the weekend ahead of me,
but it's off to a great start.
Hope you all are doing well,
and not kissing any pigs.
Or birds.
Or going to Mexico.
It's a Saturday at Identity Tattoo, and I got officially blown off for my first appointment.
geez.
But I have so much to catch up on, and so much to do, that I almost don't care.
I got a little package today from Zach, who's got some machining skills.
We talked about die cuts, laser etching, metal, paper, and wood.
I love unnecessary and useless little extra touches.
We're thinking "Never Quiet, Never Soft" zip up hoodies,
with this metal little acorn (the smaller one) as the zipper pull.
You'll love it, and so will your mom's washing machine.
Yesterday, the sky was crazy.
It's threatening rain again today, which isn't good, since someone smashed out my back windshield the other day,
and it's still open to the elements.
Also, be very careful of the new avian-swine flu that's terrorizing Mexico.
I didn't think anything could shut down Mexico City.
I love the text messages and emails I get every time the Bird Flu is mentioned.
Thanks to everyone for helping me stay on top of it.
I don't want any dead pigs though.
I don't love them.
Gross.
Dark Dark Dark was so f'n good the other night at Varsity.
They are playing again tonight.
Their new stuff is even more hauntingly beautiful.
geez.
But I have so much to catch up on, and so much to do, that I almost don't care.
I got a little package today from Zach, who's got some machining skills.
We talked about die cuts, laser etching, metal, paper, and wood.
I love unnecessary and useless little extra touches.
We're thinking "Never Quiet, Never Soft" zip up hoodies,
with this metal little acorn (the smaller one) as the zipper pull.
You'll love it, and so will your mom's washing machine.
Yesterday, the sky was crazy.
It's threatening rain again today, which isn't good, since someone smashed out my back windshield the other day,
and it's still open to the elements.
Also, be very careful of the new avian-swine flu that's terrorizing Mexico.
I didn't think anything could shut down Mexico City.
I love the text messages and emails I get every time the Bird Flu is mentioned.
Thanks to everyone for helping me stay on top of it.
I don't want any dead pigs though.
I don't love them.
Gross.
Dark Dark Dark was so f'n good the other night at Varsity.
They are playing again tonight.
Their new stuff is even more hauntingly beautiful.
Ryan hates plumbing. And littering.
My day started and ended with Ryan (and I?) working on the pipes in my basement.
He was over at 8:30 am, then came over again after work, and left around 10 pm ish.
I now have a working faucet on the outside of my house.
Most of you probably took yours for granted.
Now, just in case the rain barrel isn't full, I'm able to water plants without making trips to the kitchen sink.
In between soldering mishaps, Ryan was one of the people I tattooed today.
We did this gull.
Poor gull.
As for the art-a-whirl project,
I've been putting together some bird houses.
Casey and I bought a 25 pound bag of clay,
and I'm going to be shaping some antlers this week.
Then, it's bonfire time on Sunday night,
where we'll pitfire the antlers.
I'll somehow attach the ceramic antlers to the houses, and have a small part of the show/display/whatever taken care of.
Thursday night Dark, Dark, Dark is coming back to town.
Varsity Theater, doors open at 7:30.
Missing that would be a mistake.
He was over at 8:30 am, then came over again after work, and left around 10 pm ish.
I now have a working faucet on the outside of my house.
Most of you probably took yours for granted.
Now, just in case the rain barrel isn't full, I'm able to water plants without making trips to the kitchen sink.
In between soldering mishaps, Ryan was one of the people I tattooed today.
We did this gull.
Poor gull.
As for the art-a-whirl project,
I've been putting together some bird houses.
Casey and I bought a 25 pound bag of clay,
and I'm going to be shaping some antlers this week.
Then, it's bonfire time on Sunday night,
where we'll pitfire the antlers.
I'll somehow attach the ceramic antlers to the houses, and have a small part of the show/display/whatever taken care of.
Thursday night Dark, Dark, Dark is coming back to town.
Varsity Theater, doors open at 7:30.
Missing that would be a mistake.
4-20
I'm pretty into unofficial holidays,
folk traditions,
and growing your own plants.
But I just can't wrap my head around drug culture.
I don't get it.
However, in spirit of today being 4/20,
here's the second sit on the pot plant tattoo.
We did almost three more hours on Saturday,
and I still have more to do.
I rarely tattoo in a painterly style, but it's been fun.
We're using some images from a book as reference, but you can see here the kind of plant it comes from.
It's almost 10 am, and I have a full day of making things planned before Naked Monday happens.
I'm told that I've put too much on my plate.
That my plans are too big for such a small amount of time.
We'll see.
I got my battery charger in the mail.
I found some crappy wood in my basement.
I MANtiqued for a while yesterday with Meryl in Stillwater after we did Seward Cafe.
I have stacks of books ready for nails and paint.
It's all coming together.
folk traditions,
and growing your own plants.
But I just can't wrap my head around drug culture.
I don't get it.
However, in spirit of today being 4/20,
here's the second sit on the pot plant tattoo.
We did almost three more hours on Saturday,
and I still have more to do.
I rarely tattoo in a painterly style, but it's been fun.
We're using some images from a book as reference, but you can see here the kind of plant it comes from.
It's almost 10 am, and I have a full day of making things planned before Naked Monday happens.
I'm told that I've put too much on my plate.
That my plans are too big for such a small amount of time.
We'll see.
I got my battery charger in the mail.
I found some crappy wood in my basement.
I MANtiqued for a while yesterday with Meryl in Stillwater after we did Seward Cafe.
I have stacks of books ready for nails and paint.
It's all coming together.
2500 Little Squirrels.
I finished these new business cards today,
with colored pencils and a bit of Photoshop.
I'm waiting on a battery charger for my long-dead camera that's coming in the mail this week.
Once it does, the updates of all the projects I'm working on will be documented and posted.
I'm doing art stuff and house stuff.
Yard work and seed planting.
My "to-do" list is a notebook I keep in my back pocket.
Jim Jones - Mario Barth - Starlight Tattoo - Capo Status
Jim Jones came by Starlight Tattoo the other night to start his back piece. Mario lined his whole back in one sitting. (Photos by Billy Burke)
More amazing back pieces
What happened to this angel's feet? Don't they look just like stumps? Also why is one angel stomping the other one's head? I think I see some horns on the bottom angel there, so maybe it's Lucifer being shown what's up.
Let me show you a wonderful trio of ridiculous back tattoos:
Now I know that this photo was taken mid-scabby-stage so I won't be *too* harsh about the quality of the tattooing here, because it's really hard to tell. HOWEVER, it's impossible to tell what's going on! I do see some flaming dice, and a '3', but what are the weird globby things on each shoulder? They look like rotting lettuce.
Okay, now this one just confuses me. I am under the assumption that it's not finished. The triangle thing on the left is one of the worst tattoos I've seen, but seems like a pretty explainable bad tattoo to get. The Japanese guy on the right is not actually that bad, and obviously isn't done yet. What REALLY baffles me though, is what is on the bottom. It looks like a scratched on sunbathing girl at the beach! IT CAN'T BE SO! sdlkfjslfjs! Amazing.
Check out Jan 10 Post !!
This was done a week before the Singapore Tattoo Convention 2009. I have updated on January 10th 2009. So, scroll down and take a look !!
Too cute.
Sidney,
the girl with the too cute giraffe tattoo,
said she needed some super cute bees on her other forearm.
Her parents didn't think so,
since she might marry a governor some day,
and have to go to a formal ball.
Really.
That was the scenario they pitched her as to why she should get any more tattoos.
I got into character and made my cute face the entire time I was tattooing her.
Kyle snapped a picture.
Awww.
Guess who is back ?!
A million apologies to the many who come to this site and only to be disappointed by not having to see any updates for a long time.
I have been busy, going through alot and trying to live a "life".
I will be updating real soon from the time when Singapore's 1st Tattoo Convention took place. Yep, it has been months !! Till this time - Where I died on the Blood, Sex & Ink Tour ...
Stay tuned, boys and girls.
I have been busy, going through alot and trying to live a "life".
I will be updating real soon from the time when Singapore's 1st Tattoo Convention took place. Yep, it has been months !! Till this time - Where I died on the Blood, Sex & Ink Tour ...
Stay tuned, boys and girls.
Book Roofs and Bike Spokes
Well, no Naked Monday this week.
I mean, there was one, but I didn't attend.
I was at the shop printing shirts with Casey for her big summer adventure.
Her and a couple friends are riding their bikes across the country.
And I don't mean those dumb ones with engines - she's pedaling.
They've set up a blog documenting the planning process, you can check it out at
Join the Cycle
I'm sure she'll be putting up pictures and info on how to buy a shirt to support their ride.
Usually good causes have ugly shirts, and are only fun to buy 10 years later at the Salvation Army.
But these are pretty dope.
(I had zero to do with the design, so I'm not bragging)
In other news....
I'm making progress on my ideas for this year's Art-a-Whirl.
It's a giant open gallery and studio space weekend May 15-17th in most of NE Minneapolis.
So I spent a bunch of the weekend putting together the beginnings of an installation.
Book-topped birdhouses are being assembled.
Real ones this time.
I even bought some power tools.
I have one month.
Thank goodness, this not-casual Friday
My birthday was awesome,
thanks to all the people who called, texted, myspaced, and emailed.
I certainly felt loved.
And a bit overwhelmed.
(it was a lot of love)
I got some birthday song messages in english and spanish,
some awesome presents that came from housemates and packages in the mail,
a few people dropped off some cases of Dr Pepper,
and even Les the Mailman gave me a scratch-off lotto ticket.
Shoes came in today to watch his coworker get tattooed and to show off his full page City Pages "Bartender of the Week" award.
If you notice, his left arm has the owl tattoo we did a couple weeks ago.
Way to crush the competition, Shoes!
I hope it sends lots of heavy drinkers and big tippers your way.
(He works at the TGIF in Maple Grove)
Rebecca's doing the Art-a-Whirl next month, and asked me to share a space with her.
I'm thinking it's time to bust my butt and make it happen.
I'm putting together some ideas, and might post some pictures along the way.
Good thing Casey's around to help, she actually knows how to use real tools.
thanks to all the people who called, texted, myspaced, and emailed.
I certainly felt loved.
And a bit overwhelmed.
(it was a lot of love)
I got some birthday song messages in english and spanish,
some awesome presents that came from housemates and packages in the mail,
a few people dropped off some cases of Dr Pepper,
and even Les the Mailman gave me a scratch-off lotto ticket.
Shoes came in today to watch his coworker get tattooed and to show off his full page City Pages "Bartender of the Week" award.
If you notice, his left arm has the owl tattoo we did a couple weeks ago.
Way to crush the competition, Shoes!
I hope it sends lots of heavy drinkers and big tippers your way.
(He works at the TGIF in Maple Grove)
Rebecca's doing the Art-a-Whirl next month, and asked me to share a space with her.
I'm thinking it's time to bust my butt and make it happen.
I'm putting together some ideas, and might post some pictures along the way.
Good thing Casey's around to help, she actually knows how to use real tools.
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