the business.

tattooooooos.
yeah.
i'm busy.
and i'm doing a whole lotta tattzappin'.
it's not fun,
straight-up street-style packin' zips into every single second of at-workiness,
but,
the gettin's good,
so i've gotta make with the gettin',
if you know what i' talking about.
yesterday,
i had a little time with my buddy todd,
and he got a little dragon activation started.
i like dragons.
(and dungeons)
and i like todd,
so i guess i made out pretty dang well on the first half of my day.
this is it:

we scribed up the lines,
some etchy, some sketchy, all hot fire, all the time,
and we'll beat it up even more in a few weeks.
here's the thing-
no matter what i draw,
it looks like i drew it.
i don't know if i'm psyched, or despairing.
no.
i mean it.
much like my general mood in a room full of people,
my hand-style is pervasive, and invasive, offensive, effusive,
and it makes allowances for very little non-native influence to shine through.
everything gets albie-ized the moment my reverse-midas mitts get a hold of it.
neighbors,
that's frustrating as F*.
for really real, it IS.
because not everything has to look like i've disregarded canon.
i mean,
c'mon,
you all already know how i feel about rules,
and that's perhaps why i get frustrated that my art-making seems to flaunt them.
ugh.
i just need to get better.
i mean,
that's the goal, isn't it?
to be the best version of ourselves?
i'm sure there's something to be said for a signature look,
a personal style,
and a dominant flavor........
but,
i'd like to be a bit more diversified.
i do all the tattoos, all the time, in all the styles,
but they still look like i did 'em,
and there's not a whole lot of plausible deniability in that approach, folks.
it's bad enough that the craziest ten percent of what i talk about
makes up one hundred percent of what most people remember about me,
so the pictures i cook up all being as readily identifiable
just sort of makes me feel a little predictable.
i want something i can't quite pinpoint,
or maybe, i just want MORE of everything.
there's greed at work in there somewhere,
a desire to be and do and have all the things at once.
too much is the right amount,
and that means i still need to practice more,
and then,
when i get it right,
i've got to practice even MORE.
when you can't tell i did it,
then i'll be satisfied;
never quiet, never soft.....