All my tats have some life landmark or pop culture fandom significance to them, or a combo of the two. Got my first when I was about 24, the logo for the band X on my back shoulder. I saw their first big reuinion show in Hollywood in 1998, not long before my time in L.A. was coming to an end, and it seemed an appropriate icon to symbolize both. I think I got to show it to D.J. Bonebrake when I ran into him on the street before a Knitters show a few years later, but my memory is fuzzy so I may have that wrong.
Numebr two was the only one I…don’t regret exactly, but I’m kinda meh about it, partly for the placement. I have an ourobouros near the base of my spine, the one from the TV show Millennium. Though Lance Henriksen did think it was cool, it’s the only one that seems like it’s out of place. Maybe I’ll get a coverup someday.
Then I didn’t get anything for about 19 years. Broke the drought with a big black star on one shoulder, replicating the cover of Bowie’s last album. Then a year later, had a big Torchwood logo put on the other shoulder. A major Whovian fandom crossed with my love of Wales spurred me into that one. By that point, I understood the addiction mentality. No matter how much it hurts in the moment (and Buddha knows, filling in the black on the star was insanely painful) as soon as it’s over you’re already thinking about what’s next.
During lockdown, I went back to the Welsh well and got a proper draig goch between my shoulder blades. The artist who’d done my Torchwood tat had gone back to her hometown when the first lockdown hit, and during the brief period when things were opening up a bit, was taking appointments out of her home. So I made the long drive, just a few days before Ontario went into second lockdown. She sadly seemed to vanish after that, so I had to get it touched up by a different artist, who added a lot of depth and shading to it.
(tried to embed a pic but the system wouldn’t let me…not sure what I’m doing wrong there)
My most recent was a Hitch-Hiker’s Guide tat that I’ve been wanting for years. I had a basic design but coudln’t figure out what should be shaded and where there should be negative space, if any. Found an artist who got the balance right, and she really punched in the colours, so I think it looks pretty amazing.
I have an appointment for one in a couple of weeks, my first to involve text. If it turns out as well as I hope, I’ll share it here.
My family, needless to say, don’t know I have any at all. My folks are of the opinion that only the deranged would get something permanent like that. Even though I’m in my late forties, I still occasionally have nightmares of changing my shirt while visiting them and getting caught out (pathetic, I know). They’re not doing all that well, so I see no need to push one of them into a heart attack by doing a big reveal.