Just got it about four hours ago. It’s my first. Didn’t hurt too bad, only took about forty minutes. I’m already thinking about going back and getting the ribbon and the arrow fletchings colored in. Just to cover up that damn freckle, if nothing else. Right now I’m sitting around in my freezing-ass cold house in short sleeves, so I can look at it whenever I want to.
That’s my right shoulder, in case it isn’t clear from the photo. It’s the crest of the Cameron clan from the Scottish highlands; my mother’s people. The words translate roughly into “Unity.”
I also threw in a few pics of Ajax, my dog, because I had all this extra space there, and 'cause he’s the best goshdarn dog in the whole wide world.
as long as it means something to you now and forever, like your crest.
I see people with bugs bunny or tasmanian devil(or anything frivolous) and think “hmm I guess Tas/Bugs means alot to them”
At first glance I thought this thread was ‘I’m now a married man.’ Oops.
This gives me a fun idea for a family project - I wonder if I can convince my brothers to get the Murray of Atholl clan crest tattooed on them. The motto is “Tout Pret” translating to “Always ready” and the crest is a mermaid with a mirror. Funky!
Thanks for the great replies! Now I just need somebody to tell me how to pronounce the words I just had permanently inked onto my body. Oh, and since White Lightning asked, I got it at Spider Murphy’s in San Rafael. The guy who inked it was Brian Fites, who’s a heckuva a nice guy for somebody with tattoos on the insides of his ears.
