Tuesday, 17 November 2009

Tattoes (The scars of your soul)

I was a nearly a kid when I decided to get my first tattoo done. My parents were crazy about the idea as tattoes were for sailors or criminals. I was definetely not a sailor so my parents, rather than seeing me enrol in a ship thought I was going to become a criminal. I did none of those, that's for sure, so I taught them that skin art is not a way of rebelling against the stablishment -which it is in a certain way- but a way of expression throughout our bodies.
Nowadays, tattoes have become a real shit. Kids do them just for fun and it's the latest trendy thing to show. I hate those motherfuckers who show a little drawing hidden in a corner of their bodies and want to pretend who they aren't by saying to everyone else how it hurt. Go to hell u bastard!
I like to consider tattoes as the scars of your soul. When somebody reasonable gets a tattoo done, it's to express in an artistic way moods, experiences or feelings that anyone else could interpret from there, but at the same time, everyone else could get their own interpretation. That's art brothers and sisters.

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