last night me and julian went to my friends party and got pisssed on the alcohol (dont worry we do it almost every night and don’t care about the future or our lives). We binge drank with our other pissed aussie friends and then got these fuckin’ tatts at Lauras. Mines a fuckin’ dolphin
These are some photos of strangers from now on and me tattooing Aidan’s drunk-drawn band logo on them. Aidan was the toughest and Gabby tried to solicit a good time from me but i was basically in it for Dan.
These are the tattoos I’ve done on sarah. After I did the smoking one (and after this pic was taken) sarah went dancing at berghain for 48 hours in an attempt to tick off all possible things that are not meant to happen with a tattoo’s aftercare. I still have to finish off the flames though so I might touch it up then, or I might never touch it up.
The top one is a tatta I done on Bene recently and the triangle was one of the first wobblers I did in berlz. It was part of a friendship tattoo between three young men. Three corners on a triangle, three best friends….
This was a guy I met on exchange from perth called Ben. He was a 23 year old qualified plumber studying english literature getting an original sailor jerry swallow tattooed under his collar bone. Something about those 3 things makes the best of sense.
This is denim hitting the sauce and getting a tattoo. He bled a fraction more than usual but I definitely encourage getting gassed before tattoos. Some tattoo artist’s will advise against alcohol before a tattoo because they can’t be fucked wiping a little more blood away but if your paying them $100 an hour they can get fucked.
these start with the earliest and get more recent basically. That’s luxury Sage on the bottom, waking up at 2pm to socially network from bed before going out and enjoying life for 24 hrs at a time, and her lil’ candle up top.