Friday, May 25, 2012
757Clever Collaboration
Hampton Roads Tattoo Show
had it not been for my friend, Ramel, needing some help to exhibit his art work at this year's hampton roads tattoo show, i would've never known about it and i would've never gotten to touch this yummy creature standing with me in the photo above. ami james is nom noms.
me: can i touch your head?
ami: no!
i smirk. he smiles.
ami: why?
me: because every time i see you on tv i want to touch it. it looks soooo smooth.
he bends down towards me giving me permission. my index finger approaches his shiny baldness. unexpectedly, he tries to bite my finger and i jump back. WHOA! he laughs and finally lets me touch the top of his head. i touch it nervously and the skin is soft and very smooth. my heart pounds excitedly and i'm flushed. the excitement is too much for me to handle so i bid him farewell walking away while fanning myself with my hand.
i swoon.
ladies competed in the pin-up model contest. i love the pin-up look.
how does one decide which tattoo booth to go to at these types of shows? easy... you check out their business cards and if the design is pleasing to you then you know their tattoo artistry has to be worth taking a look at. that's how i stumbled upon jesse smith. he designed two different fronts of his cards so that no matter which way they lay vertically they connect into one image. so genius of him! and his art is badass. check out his website by clicking on his name above.
ramel's artwork always has people stopping by in wonderment. click HERE to check out his facebook page of art. it's good stuff.
one day i'll get a whole back piece too. that'll be me laying on a table for next year's show.
Monday, May 21, 2012
Green Kilts on St. Patrick's Day
a gentleman sporting a scottish military uniform on st. patty's day, requests a song from mink and cheef's irish drinking band. maybe that was the greenest outfit he had. i asked him what was up with the outfit and as soon as he started to explain the scent of drunken beer happiness invaded my nostrils. stumbling for his thoughts, he tells me a buddy of his who was part of some black ops group and was a P.O.W. gave it to him.
A WWII Veteran swaps military stories with a Vietnam War Veteran.
Cheers to beer! Gotta love folks who get into the spirit of drinking holidays.