JasonTO

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  1. That’s cool. Reminds me of this small filler I got earlier this year. The whole arm is by Franz Stefanik, previously of The Okey Doke, in Toronto, which is where this was done, but now working out of the Baby Bird in Hamilton, ON. Edit: image uploaded upside down, but works just as well
  2. Another reason is that many people don't value art in of itself. For them, art is merely a means to an end. A tool that if functioning properly, should bend to the whims of whatever purpose it's being employed for. Take film. When people who take cinema seriously - filmmakers, aficionados, academics, film students - discuss questions like greatness and legacy, the conversation essentially boils down to one question: to what extent does a given film utilize those elements of the medium of cinema that make it distinct from other artistic mediums? Or put simply, what movie ... is the best at being a movie? Not which has the best story. Not which has the best characters. Not dialogue. Not originality in writing. Certainly not revenue. Think about the cinematic canon and the sorts of things that come to mind when various titles are listed off. The common thread is that these movies are remembered not for the stories (or lack-there of) they tell or the characters they flesh out, but for *how* this is achieved in the context of the medium. One of cinema's most memorable characters is a red light. That's it. A light. Doesn't move. Doesn't change. Beyond its flashing, it is completely static. It was how it was presented that insures it sticks in our head. Image and sound. Other examples. Godfather: the baptism/hit scene. Montage The Passion of Joan of Arc: The close-up The Shining: Danny navigating the Overlook Hotel in his big-wheel (camera movement) Star Wars: Luke longingly gazing out onto the three-moon horizon (framing and blocking) Many Great movies lack any sense of story *or* character, yet are still recognized for its greatness due to the ingenuity with which it exploits those unique elements of film: l'Avventura (literally "The Adventure", an ironic nod to how barren the plot is, it being a movie about boredom and malaise) , PlayTime, long stretches of 2001: A Space Odyssey. People love these movies because they love film. Today, many moviegoers depart from this state of mind. They go not to enjoy a story being told in a way only film can tell it. Rather movies are just carrying cases for fan service. Their job is to recreate the experience of reading the book or comic as faithfully as possible, even if that means the actual movie suffers or that acres of potential is left on the table. People want to see the hero in the same exact costume they remember from their childhood. They want them to sound the same, fight the same, and act the same. They want the warm feeling of recognizing their childhood on a slightly larger screen. This is how they judge a movie, by its fidelity to an arbitrary, cold list of details. They care nothing for the medium. Same thing with tattoos. For the types of people who browse forums like this, the attraction of a tattoo *is* the fact that it's a tattoo. We're not concerned with any one image. Our interest is in style (traditional, Japanese, etc. The common denominator being that they are suited to that canvas exclusive to tattooing: human skin), and the history and culture that stems from them. As well, individual artists within those styles count for a lot, even individual shops. The actual images are usually of little importance. An image may matter only so far as it boasts a historical and spiritual connection with a style: hence no one here believes you can ever have too many eagles or skulls. Tattoos are not a means to an end for us. They are the end. We get tattoos to feel closer to tattoos. Our love of tattoos means, logically, that we love those elements that make up tattoos: design, colour, lining, shading, placement. We seek quality in these areas because the better the execution of these elements of tattooing are in a certain piece, the more prominent that piece's essential *tattooiness* becomes. A meal is only as good as its ingredients. This is not always strictly the case with tattoos. In some instances, the individual elements may not demand appreciation, but the way those elements come together nonetheless creates an impression that once again emphasizes the art itself, not what that art is trying to communicate. Picasso had to learn the rules and craft of classical painting before he could deliberately break them. Most people are like the comic book movie fans, though. They see it as a vehicle for their purposes - purposes that exist outside tattooing. They want a Star Wars tattoo so they can communicate to the world that they love Star Wars. That's the end game. The quality is of little importance. Who cares who the artist is? What matters is that those around them recognize the picture on their skin as Star Wars. That the work is shoddy and longevity questionable is irrelevant. The goal is for other people to go, "Hey. Star Wars!" You don't need to do any research, spend much money, or give really any damn about the art of tattooing to achieve those ends. If people can see the Virgin Mary in a grilled cheese sandwich, they can surely see Pickle Rick in a blown out, oddly proportioned tattoo. Maybe it's a memorial tattoo, in which case sentimentality does not require artistic quality. Or maybe they want to look tough. Here in the west, tribal tattoos are associated with masculinity and thick-necked gym rats. People get tribal assuming these associations will graft onto them. The quality is irrelevant. All that is required is that people *recognize* the tattoo as tribal. Appreciation is optional. It goes on and on. Art has been reduced to its capitalist utility, meaning its ability to allow for people to assert their identity and self worth to both themselves and those around them via association with consumer products, taste, and arbitrary distinctions like nationality. We're all walking advertisements for our own desperate grasp at individuality, belonging, and humanity under a system that by design undermines all three. To this end tattoos are just another genre of marketing, like clothes, like the car we drive, and the social media profiles we so carefully curate, all serving to project just the right image we desire others to see in us.
  3. Taking blood is exactly that: it's literally sucking the life force out of you. I can't look because the sight of my blood being siphoned into that beaker makes me noxious. No such issue watching a tattoo needle do its work.
  4. Kiku, Invisible Ink, New York City, NY Four sessions deep.
  5. Aaron Coleman, Immaculate Tattoo, Mesa, AZ One of those not-quite-their-own-piece-not-quite-part-of-a-bigger-piece deals. Banged out over two days. Cobra is from a couple years back.
  6. When holiday planning involves researching artists in each potential destination.
  7. First sesh with Kiku, at Invisible Ink, NYC. Going to add a snek and take it down to the ankle. That's why she's peering downwards: searching for her absent friend.
  8. Double tap, back-to-back, by Aaron Coleman, at Immaculate Tattoo in Mesa, AZ.
  9. By Franz Stefanik, of Okey Doke Tattoos in Toronto, ON.
  10. Opinions needed. Some time back the artist I go to for most of my work posted to his Instagram a piece he did that involved a particular image that I was immediately attracted to but, more importantly, the tattoo was placed in a way I'd not seen before. It was a tradition piece going from ankle to waist. At that moment, my brain said, "ooh! I want an ankle to hip piece just like that!" It was an eagle fighting a snake. But I can't shake the feeling that if I get the same concept with the same placement, I'd be somehow stealing. It's a strange notion, since american traditional is based around a core canon of images, and there's only so many places to put a tattoo, so I can't think of many other instances where one could be accused of ripping something off. As long as the design incorporates its own spin on it, who cares? But it's something about the fact that I've never seen that placement before, and it would so obviously be taken from this particular tattoo, rather than a general "eagle vs snake on this general part of the body". I love love love this artist's eagles. I already have one. And there are few other creatures that would fit this placement. A dragon is the only other one I can think of, but I'm not crazy about dragons and the way the typical dimensions of dragon faces tell me that it would be harder to get as much detail down on that part of the body than it would a snake. But is doing an eagle vs. a snake on that part of the body, even if the design is different, a legitimate concern, or am I driving myself crazy over nothing? It's funny, because I've actually been in the position of having my tattoo "inspire" a rash of others like it, and I had no issue. This was a very common image though (tiger head with a snake in its mouth), but I guess people really dug the way this artist pulled it off and wanted their own and within a month four or five others popped up on his instagram page. I didn't mind and they were different colours, sometimes even different animals, but I can't help but this my situation now is a bit different. Thoughts?
  11. Can anyone make some recommendations as to artists in Romania? The closer to Constanta the better, but anywhere within the country would do. Style is not a huge issue, although a more illustrative, black-and-white approach seems to be what my friend has in mind, but traditional or asian-influenced could work as well.
  12. Skull and dagger, by Franz Stefanik of the Okey Doke, Toronto. https://www.instagram.com/p/BCQzxvNHLWd/
  13. Love this. Such a clever design. - - - Updated - - - I really need to book an appointment with her. Her colour palette is so distinctive. Everything she does is so crisp.
  14. Rose banger courtesy of Franz Stefanik of The Okey Doke in Toronto