Wish I had a Clue

Really don’t know WTF I’m doing. Gonna do it anyways. There is no writing style established or exact forum to follow. Just breezy. (Yes, like Sunday morning). Pun intended. Because no matter what- we are intentional. Follow that. Me neither. Like I said. No. Idea. On. What. To. Do…

2 beers into this, finally relaxing enough to type that. Looking forward to the 3rd beer. Hello, I’m off tomorrow. Kinda. Except, when you start something new, like Tatted Life, there really are no days off. How else can you get out there. One thought leads to another as one day does to the other. This Tatted Life is a passion. We love tattoos. Can not stress it enough. They are cool and exciting. They are individuals and they are emotions. Meaning, whatever someone else thinks about your tat, is really, not important next to what you think of your tattoo.

(Uh oh. Be back… 3rd beer coming. Stay tuned for more. It does seeming amazing that in person, this one can be all up in your face ready to talk. In writing, uh, um, stumped? In my head it just flows then, sit to write it out. All gone.)

Ok, back. Ah crap, 3rd beer=philosophical! Oh boy! Hold on people. Here we go! Just kidding. (okay, one little thing)

The first tat I got, it was a flower. An angry flower because that’s how I felt. Cute little thing now though! Get that, my angry was equal to cute. Prob not what I was going for. Anyways, it broke the canvas ice. We all have that first tattoo ice breaker. Some mean something and some were just because. The whole purpose of us is to be who we are. Tattoos and all. However we present ourselves. In that one moment when we get that tattoo, it is who we are.

So here we are. Tatted Life. Looking for talent that we don’t have. Wanting to be apart of something bigger than us. Talent is an artist and a tattooer. It is something that is bigger than the stick people we can draw, and reaches out to those who can give us what we want. Memories, and portraits, moments in time that we make us think… “Remember that one time we”…

Yeah. Tatttoos….