I hadn't tattooed in 4 months. Would I suck? Did I unlearn everything? Or would it be like riding a bike?
My hands took over, my brain didn't stop them. Yes, it's a simple, cliche tattoo, but I gave not one fuck. I felt good, better than good. Tattooing is like crack to me, even the tiniest bit makes me feel so much better. It's the worst addiction I have, and the only one I have absolutely no intention of ever breaking. I love this addiction, and look foreward to it every day.
Sunday, October 07, 2007
After a 4 month hiatus, and after losing all machines, equipment and supplies, all I need is for my inks to get here. That's tomorrow. The shop is almost open (FreakShow Tattoos, San Antonio TX), my card design is almost finished, just need to color the thing, and I'm starting my new flash set. Maybe I'll put out a sketchbook soon as well. Four months of no tattooing....in a way I think it was good for me. It gave me time to play with my kids, sit down and draw, focus on some things that needed attention. Now my brain is working again, and the drawings are flowing out easier.