The inside of the shop
Tattoo artist Eric S. Quale was very patient with my desires and worked with me on properly sizing my provided art. I think he was amused by the intent of what I was doing, as well as by the general misbehavior of me and my friends.
Eric clipping art from my printouts
Me and Ken acting like we usually do
The art itself is intended to symbolize my experiences thus far. I wanted three zodiacal cancer signs, one for each surgery to date, and a biohazard symbol for my one chemo so far. (Yes, I know 'biohazard' is a tattoo often worn by AIDS patients, but when I'm on chemo I am a literal biohazard in the technical sense. If someone really needs to know, I'll explain the difference.)
I wanted them done the way fighter pilots put kills on the noses of their aircraft, to symbolize the dogfights I've been in so far.
Of course, I had to sign The Papers.
Sign the papers, old man!
Then we got down to business.
Eric with the tattoo gun
Yep. It hurts. Not a lot of hurt, just a little sting. A little sting over and over and over. After the past few years, I've become kind of an expert at needles, though.
Take a good look at my face
And the result...
My left wrist
Three surgeries and a chemo. Next year I'll add one more of each, to mark this year's medical adventures. Because this cancer does not own me. I own it.
As a bonus, because we're us, Ken recorded a short video interview with me. The sound is crappy, and I'm trying to Tweet some of the tattoo process so I'm a little distracted, but it's still fairly amusing, methinks.
As usual, more at the Flickr set.
Photos and video © 2011, Ken Scholes and Joseph E. Lake, Jr.
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