Welcome to week 47 of Talkin' Tattoos Tuesday! I did an intro post where I explained my goal in posting these every week and how you can submit your photo to be featured. Check out the post if you need to refresh your memory. Since I've went through all my tattoos, now I'll be sharing photos I've found online, and the occasional viewer submission when they come in.
The story of my tattoos start when I was 17 and my parents agreed to pay for my first tattoo as a birthday present. I didn't get it until I was 18, but I had it picked out since I was 16! I have kept adding up to a total of 9 so far. My first was my name in Chinese characters on my right shoulder blade. My love for China goes back to my grandparents. My grandmother was born in China, and had a great love for the country of her birth. Her home was always full of the most amazing things from her time overseas. When both of my grandparents passed, I added the Chinese characters for maternal grandmother and maternal grandfather, surrounded by cherry blossoms, to honor their memory.
On my left hip is a Celtic tree of life, chosen because of my fierce pride for my Welsh heritage. It was unfortunately also a lesson to my 19 year old self in the proper selection of tattoo artists, as it is the only poorly done tattoo in the batch. The mystical man in the moon was added to my left ankle to remind myself to always add a little magic into my life, and help keep my head in the stars. The flames across my lower back, are because of my love of flames and their healing/restorative connotations in mythology. The phoenix across my back is a symbol of rejuvenation.The phoenix is a reminder of human beings extraordinary ability to rise from the ashes. The little g behind my left ear is for my daughter, Gwen… my little g! The quote on my arm is for my family, because wherever they are, I am home. I paired it with a daisy, for our pup, Daisy.
Finally, my most recent tattoo is a starlight mint on my right derriere. My best friend and I each got one (together) to celebrate 25+ years of friendship, and it represents an inside joke of ours.
I’m already looking forward to more!
I love each of my tattoos because they all tell something about me, and I think they are beautiful! One of my favorite things is when someone meets me for the first time in the winter, when long sleeves and pants cover all my art, then come summer their eyes get big when they see my ink for the first time. I love to think that I’m blowing away some misconception on their part about what tattoos say about a person. I also love that my daughter knows no other Mama then a tattooed one, and so she doesn't bat an eye where someone is tattooed or not, and that has helped with conversations about other body differences.
To me, tattoos are just another way to decorate your body in a way that makes you feel beautiful. Some people do that with clothes, I do it with ink!