Recently someone told me they thought everyone on this blog looked pretty miserable. I’m hoping this will make up for it. Top is Natalia. Below they remained anonymous. I think he’s only smiling because I agreed to buy him a beer in exchange for his photograph.
Cailin Hill (Premier London)
Everybody needs a muse or two.
I’m going to make sure that Cailin’s first and second tattoos make it to the pages of Sang Bleu III.
Phipp Street London EC2A
Madrid some many years ago
José at Cerveceria Casco Viejo and his 36 year old Supertramp Indelibly Stamped inspired artwork.
Those eyes don’t lie, José’s the Man.
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tattoo by Silvia Zed @ New Wave tattoo.
Photography by Simon Brambell
another beautiful collection
especially the unusual engraving-inspired pieces by Wido de Marval
(especially—sorry for the redundancy—the amazing God-chestpiece!)
Angel and her leg piece in Terminal B Gatwick Airport.
by Jason Nocito
Simon will be here (and more of Heidi) once the film is processed.
I don’t know nearly enough about cinema and I am too cowardly to write about why I think Jean Luc Godard is God/doG for fear of being found out as a fraud but for me his films are a constant source of visual inspiration. In particular Alphaville. I could watch it every week for the rest of my life and never tire. If you’ve not had the pleasure and this encourages your viewing my saintly deed for the day is done.
I like big tattoos, I like small tattoos. Never mind the size, it’s all about the fitting. Like a ring or a suite, you know. Tattoos can, just by themselves, make you look like a walking god or a miserable creep. (Obviously, most won’t do either, but will just emprove or degrade your appearance a bit.)
Here is what I consider a good example of the former: Senta’s unique, microscopic but exquisite “clin d’oeuil” to Warhol.
work in progress my Mick (Zurich)…
(sorry, tired today… won’t write much…)
