Monday, January 28, 2008

Excuse my back fat

Helena Handbasket requested I show my other five tattoos. So here goes.
First of all, let me tell you it's damn near impossible to take a picture of your own back. Plus, I'm huge. Also, I have vericose veins. Don't judge me.

My first tattoo:
I was 28 or 29 and still lamenting a bad breakup. I had to work with my ex and he had just gotten married or was about to (a year after we broke up, mind you). The ex was violently against women having tats, so I kind of did this as an FU to him. My friend Patti Zeigler used to doodle this sun all the time, so I had her draw me one. I drove to Coplay, PA, where a nice man named Bear marked me for life.

My second tattoo:
Once upon a time, I wanted to write children's books. I love children's books and have quite a collection (even though I have no kids and I'm well above that reading level). This little guy is NOT an alien, as many believe. It's Anthony Ant* from book and TV fame. Those are little ants circling my ankle. This was done by Tom Lam in Silverlake.

My third tattoo:
The sun got lonely. I copied the moon from a "Welcome baby" card and added the star, whose smile matches the sun's. Again, done by Tom Lam in Silverlake.

My fourth tattoo:
I love the Rescuers. I love dragonflies. It's Evinrude!!** This was done at Tattoo Mania on Sunset Blvd. I don't know the artist's name. I went there on my lunch hour when I worked at Tower Records (in the record store, not the office). It took an hour and a half and I didn't get fired. Tower was cool that way.

My fifth tattoo:
It's Harold and The Purple Crayon, not a little boy holding his penis. I love Harold, especially when he gets scared and the crayon shakes and he draws an ocean. Or when he draws pies and then draws a moose and a porcupine to help him eat them. This was done by a gal (I think her name is Maya) in Pasadena.

So that's it for now. I have to balance my arms now. Any suggestions?

*They changed the name of this book. The version I have is called "Amazing Anthony Ant." Strange.
**One day at Disneyland, a little child was looking at my tattoos and her father dragged her away. As she was leaving, I heard her say, "But Daddy, it's Eeeeeevinruuude." It was too cute.

3 comments:

Helena Handbasket said...

Thank you so much for indulging me. I'm always fascinated by peoples tattoo stories -- they really are life markers in more than one way. And I will do no judging except to say that I think you are absolutely lovely. Thank you again for sharing.

Sachi said...

Omg. Your next tat should be a full sized portrait of me.

MonkeyGurrrrrl said...

You have the *cutest* tats!!! Seriously. Who knew you were such a wee mushhead?! I *love* the smilie sun the bestest, I think. But I reserve the right to prefer the Ant dude.

Interesting - your first tat was by a guy called Bear (doubt that he was *named* that), and your most recent one was by Oso. Hmmmm.