my first client yesterday is a nice person...
but her old tattoo was definitely NOT.
in fact, it wasn't just not nice-
it was a sketchy, scratchy, doo-doo buttery bummer.
...and that's not cool, man.
she came in needing a buff-up, a rework, an add-on, and an upgrade;
so we took her old busted bam-bam nightmare-catcher,
and gave it some help to become a dreamy catchy better version
that's more in keeping with the rustic aesthetic of the village.
y'know?
no?
well, look at what we have here:
yeah.
feathers, and webby stuff, and medicine wheelies for days, dudes.
it's a nice tattoo for a nice person.
and now look at what we had to work with:
ooooooof.
that's not how you wanna walk around in the world, bruh.
that's a meth-scab battle-royale waiting to happen.
that's a pharmacy-parking-lot cigarette-filter-in-a-puddle kind of a thing.
and NObody needs that.
mistakes happen, and i'm not mad about it-
but i'm very glad that we corrected the effect of that no bueno bootyblop,
and made it crisp and new and better.
you need solutions?
i guess that means i get to handle your problems.
shoutouts to turning tragedy into triumph;
never quiet, never soft.....
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