Finally my liner has arrived.
People who've read this humble blog since the beginning (only a few months ago) may remember that I am working on a tattoo artist apprenticeship over at Pino Bros in Cambridge.
It's been a slow process. A skin disease course. A blood disease course. CPR certification. Finding an artist willing to take an apprentice on. Everyone, meet Ben. Ben will be my mentor from here on out.
I hear he eats beaver like a champ too, ladies.
Since the first day I went by the shop to check out how tattoo machines work I've been working on getting all the equipment I need to start tattooing. There's quite a bit that I have to buy. The first piece of the puzzle I picked up was a "liner". The type of machine used to ... make lines. I have yet to buy a shader, but that will come next.
Most websites that sell machines won't sell to anyone without tattoo credentials. I found a seller on ebay that didn't mind the fact that I have no tattoo experience. I picked up this beauty for a decent price and, after a fucking month of finger biting, paypal complaint filing and angry emailing, I got the machine tonight.
FINALLY. I'm ultra excited about this. Cannot wait.
My roomate Marc got home and I yelled "DUDE... LOOK WHAT I GOT" at him while thrusting the machine towards him. He inspected it up close and went ... "It's... is it a music box?"
Bzzzzzt. Tattoo liner.
It's been a slow process. A skin disease course. A blood disease course. CPR certification. Finding an artist willing to take an apprentice on. Everyone, meet Ben. Ben will be my mentor from here on out.
I hear he eats beaver like a champ too, ladies.
Since the first day I went by the shop to check out how tattoo machines work I've been working on getting all the equipment I need to start tattooing. There's quite a bit that I have to buy. The first piece of the puzzle I picked up was a "liner". The type of machine used to ... make lines. I have yet to buy a shader, but that will come next.
Most websites that sell machines won't sell to anyone without tattoo credentials. I found a seller on ebay that didn't mind the fact that I have no tattoo experience. I picked up this beauty for a decent price and, after a fucking month of finger biting, paypal complaint filing and angry emailing, I got the machine tonight.
FINALLY. I'm ultra excited about this. Cannot wait.
My roomate Marc got home and I yelled "DUDE... LOOK WHAT I GOT" at him while thrusting the machine towards him. He inspected it up close and went ... "It's... is it a music box?"
Bzzzzzt. Tattoo liner.
posted by Hooker at 2:08 AM
8 Comments:
Sweet. Bring on the free apprentice tattoos.
Guinea pigs line up.
Um I know you were just trying to get the machine, but that's a really cool pic.
also, that wine? so good. i hope you finished it.
I'll be brave and be the first in line.
My little marine.
Thanks jenny. I'm hoping to get endorsements by gorilla glue, twin fin, jack daniels and crafstman.
Touch me, she woman.
Twin Fin is faggot piss, faggot.
Look at the wine master over here.
You're in my next entry.
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