So for as long as I can remember, which is roughly twenty six years. I have loved tattoo's. Not for any other reason then because I think they are cool on pretty much every level. Like when you go to the barber shop and see an old timer with a swallow on his hand or some ornate greenish black heart with a name in the banner of a women he might have spent five minutes with or fifty years. Anyway I started collection tattoo's on my eighteenth birthday and really haven't stopped since then. To commemorate the passing of my grandmother and to basically say fuck it to all the ill things in my life of late, I decided to get my neck tattooed this is the outcome.
