Kilt Booth, Tattoo Show. Executive summary — not a match made in heaven, at least not this show. We didn’t sell many kilts. I met Jack Rudy, but didn’t wind up getting tattooed.
Kilt Booth, Tattoo Show.
Executive summary — not a match made in heaven, at least not this show. We didn’t sell many kilts. I met Jack Rudy, but didn’t wind up getting tattooed.
I just realized that Jack Rudy, one of the great old-school tattooists on the west coast, is going to be at the Central Coast Tattoo Expo this weekend. So now I have a more specific tattoo goal. I’m not sure that I’d even be able to hook up with him to get inked, it would […]
I just realized that Jack Rudy, one of the great old-school tattooists on the west coast, is going to be at the Central Coast Tattoo Expo this weekend. So now I have a more specific tattoo goal.
I’m not sure that I’d even be able to hook up with him to get inked, it would not surprise me if he’s already fully booked. But for a collector (People who want tattoos from certain big name artists), he’s a big one. He’s one of the pioneers of black and gray prison/cholo type tattoos, a style I don’t have much of but love.
I’ve never been a totally dedicated collector; I have pieces from from well-known artists (Deutsch, Corbin, Mike Malone), have a couple others I would like to get a piece from just to have (Leo Zulueta, Pat Fish, Ed Hardy, a few others). But I don’t go out of my way to get inked by these people. I just sort of figure, I get a chance, I’ll do it.
I ran into Rudy in Amsterdam, one time when I was there as a tourist (sigh — the red light district — sigh), and there just happened to be a tattoo convention in town. It was funny to run into local guys I knew from here on the canals in amsterdam; but I didn’t have time to hook up and get tattooed that day and I generally don’t get tattooed when I don’t have time to rest and let ’em heal a bit. But ever since, I’ve pictured getting something from Rudy. At very least, I hope to get a change to talk to him and see if anything clicks.
I have a feeling that if I ever go to one of these things as a civilian and not when I’m working, I’d wind up getting tattooed more than I planned to. I’m highly suggestible.
There’s that skull ring that started me on the quest for a skull ring. The Clapton Skull ring. [ edit ] – I’ve removed the link to the site (serious silver) because they’re criminals and crooks and will steal your money, do NOT order from them [ / edit ] I talked to the makers […]
There’s that skull ring that started me on the quest for a skull ring. The Clapton Skull ring.
[ edit ] – I’ve removed the link to the site (serious silver) because they’re criminals and crooks and will steal your money, do NOT order from them [ / edit ]
I talked to the makers a while back and they said they were out of business, or not taking orders, or something. I forget what. I was bummed.
So then I went on that obsessive hunt for a skull ring. Which lead me to this spectacular piece by Tony Creed, as well as a lot of other rings I want eventually.
But I was still bummed. That Clapton ring was pretty special — it looked like an actual skull, which was really unique. Maybe not as rock n’ roll as the rings from CrazyPig, sure, not as arty as the 8-ball skull (FateBall, I think they called it), and nowhere near the raw energy and nuttiness of Tony Creed.
And then, what do you know, I get mail from Lionrhod at Serious(asshole)Silver.com, and they’re not out of business at all. They had some sort of production or other business problems, I never got the details, but they’re taking orders again.
So I put my money down.
Now, they were not quick. It took about three weeks longer than I expected; I think they’re still having some trouble with production. But I got my ring tonight, and damn, is it pretty.
Now, it’s not my Tony Creed ring. I mean, Elvis Lives, baby. That’s made special, just for me. No ring will replace it. I can’t even say I’ll wear this one every day, it’s really heavy. But I’m pretty fucking pleased.
And I still want more. But then, I’m all about wanting more. Ask around.
So I’m going to my first tattoo convention ever. A funny idea, considering I have tattoos older than some of the people likely to be tattooing there. Time was I kept meaning to go to these things and never got around to it, then later, I just didn’t feel the call. There are better places […]
So I’m going to my first tattoo convention ever. A funny idea, considering I have tattoos older than some of the people likely to be tattooing there. Time was I kept meaning to go to these things and never got around to it, then later, I just didn’t feel the call. There are better places to get tattooed, there are plenty of times you can meet cool artists.
Funnier still given that a crucial scene in my novella, Wanton, takes place at a tattoo convention.
Anyway, as noted before, I’m working the Utilikilts booth this weekend, March 5th/6th, at Central Coast Tattoo Expo. It’s going to be a different scene; we’re open late, I’m used to early morning to early afternoon for these deals. This one goes lunchtime to almost midnight, so I can see it’s going to be some work. But it will be interesting. Utilikilts have never had a booth at a tattoo show before.
We’re going to be there both days, Saturday all damned day and then sunday it looks like 10:30 to 6pm.
Half of me is totally looking forward to this. This other half would like to be sleeping the whole weekend. God knows I could use the sleep.
But I do have one goal; I’d like to get a tattoo while I’m there. I’m not sure I’ll be able to do it, it depends on who’s working where, who’s free, who can do what I have in mind. But I want a number 13. The reason I might not be able to get it is that if I get it where I want it, on my hand, I won’t be able to do that until the end of the show. I can’t fit kilts all day with a fresh tattoo on my hand, I’ll fuck it up. We’ll see though; I might not have time, I might not hit the right artist, and I might change my mind about what/where. I just have this image in my mind that I can’t shake, of the number 13 on my hand.
Not that I can’t come up with other ideas. Plenty of them.
In any case, I’m hoping for some good stories about this booth.
Ever have one of those days where all you can think is red-hot haze? Those are the days the animal in you needs to hunt. Those are the days where we go out and drink and fight and fuck. Kill or die, rape and pillage. I can see my ancestors, celtic warriors, franks, danes, visgoths, […]
Ever have one of those days where all you can think is red-hot haze?
Those are the days the animal in you needs to hunt.
Those are the days where we go out and drink and fight and fuck. Kill or die, rape and pillage. I can see my ancestors, celtic warriors, franks, danes, visgoths, all those party animals who sacked rome again and again. I can see, sometimes, how simple a life it would have been. My axe, my spear, maybe a war club, nothing but white-hot berserker rage to fuel me, that and maybe some crude fire-water, some foul-tasting, sour mead or ale. Sweep in, screaming and roaring, over-whelm my foes with my fury and need to kill and crush, rend and tear.
Then bloody and battered, a captured wine bottle in my hand, I find the treasure, the prize won. The women await, for a different kind of violence.
Simple. Kill or die. The winner takes the prize. The most powerful, most beastly, gets the choice of the spoils.
I should not try to hack on my block when I’m fulla pharmacuticals, but Doxy got me started wanting to fix some things. This space may look all fucked up for a bit more. I’m trying to roll back to a fully-functional two column layout so I can start over. Should be better fairly soon […]
I should not try to hack on my block when I’m fulla pharmacuticals, but Doxy got me started wanting to fix some things.
This space may look all fucked up for a bit more. I’m trying to roll back to a fully-functional two column layout so I can start over. Should be better fairly soon though.
Either that or I take the rest of these pills and, well, after that, who will care?
The bad news is I may not get my penis in a book. The good news is I’m working a kilt booth at a tattoo convention. Which should be a blast. I’m gonna be working at the Central Coast Tattoo Expo selling Utilikilts on March 5th and 6th. This is in Paso Robles, CA. More […]
The bad news is I may not get my penis in a book.
The good news is I’m working a kilt booth at a tattoo convention. Which should be a blast.
I’m gonna be working at the Central Coast Tattoo Expo selling Utilikilts on March 5th and 6th.
This is in Paso Robles, CA. More details to come on this, I just got word of it a few minutes ago.
Great obit for HST from Jackson Specific: Hunter S. Thompson, named by some in the hour of his self-inflicted death; a journalist, a writer, a clown, the godfather of gonzo, was all of these things and more. He was a fine writer, it can surely be said, a perceptive and frighteningly honest political commentator; an […]
Great obit for HST from Jackson Specific:
Hunter S. Thompson, named by some in the hour of his self-inflicted death; a journalist, a writer, a clown, the godfather of gonzo, was all of these things and more. He was a fine writer, it can surely be said, a perceptive and frighteningly honest political commentator; an intelligent, merry prankster who grasped life by the ankles and shook, until spare change sanity struck the hard sidewalk of reality hard enough to evoke a hearty gut laugh. He was a true and shining shard of jagged glass in the splintered mirror crown worn by America.
Ok. I’m back in a functional three-way layout. Three-Way. Say it with me. It’s still fucked up on Safari. I’ve come to the conclusion that this is a Safari bug, though, and am reporting it as such to Apple. If you’re a Safari user, sorry; I feel your pain, I use Safari and it annoys […]
Ok. I’m back in a functional three-way layout.
Three-Way. Say it with me.
It’s still fucked up on Safari. I’ve come to the conclusion that this is a Safari bug, though, and am reporting it as such to Apple. If you’re a Safari user, sorry; I feel your pain, I use Safari and it annoys the fuck out of me. But I’m not going to design to a bug in one browser.
Now I just need to find the lead developer for Safari and get him in a sleeper-hold until he fixes this shit.
