Soldiers marking their territory…
Gabe tells me all the time how I look foreign, like I’m a mixture of Russian and Ukrainian and Czech. I understand now.
Sad, no Native Americans or other indigenous peoples.
I just got yet another burst of tattoo ideas that I’m working through in my head. I need to talk them out with my girl, critink to make sure I’m not making a stupid decision for emotional reasons/find a way to make the concepts artful and not cliched in real life.
I have no money for all of these tattoos that I want, but this gives me time to plan, draw, select artists and really get it right. Stoked! Hopefully I’ll be able to get the tattoos I want within the next 5 years. That’s the big over-arching goal.
Right now, I have a beautiful back piece that I love and I want 4 more after that. Eek. Dollllarrrrrrsssss.