The last two days have been...uncomfortable. I feel like I have been flayed. The result, however, is staggering. Day Five of My Meatshop Tattoo Having spent much of yesterday transcribing runes, Peter is keen to get as much dotwork done as possible today. In theory, that is great. In pr...
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This week, I flew back to Copenhagen to finish my tattoo at the mighty Meatshop. The plan was for three more days of dotwork (two black and one colour), followed by a fourth day when Vikki would get her back-piece finished. I knew I was in for a rough few days. But exactly how rough...? I...
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Today, I am getting tattooed. I don't know the design yet. In fact, there isn't one. Thus, the Guild. I am also in Denmark, in a shop owned by my favourite tattoo artist: a man whose work Vikki and I found entirely independently when showing each other some of our favourite pieces whilst in ...
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