I love tattoos and I have four myself. This video shows how the needles work in slow motion. i found it fairly interesting to see even thought I was aware of the process having been through it.
My first tattoo I did on a whim. I was clinically depressed at the time, in my second year at university and struggling with a lot of things at once. I desperately didn't want to fail at uni and in the end I did turn it around and got a first class honours degree, going on to do a Masters and Ph.D. The tattoo was when I started to turn things around and was on the upswing. I was 20 at the time and walking past the tattooists on the way to a laboratory practical, as I did on a daily basis, got it into my head that I really wanted one. one the way back down the hill I went in and an hour later had my first tattoo. I am still very fond of it. I know quite a few other people who have the same tattoo, the chinese symbol for strength.
My second tattoo was in commemoration of a friend who was dying of cancer and is a tribal raven. I got it done while he was still alive. My husband at the time decided that i wasn't allowed a tattoo, just like I wasn't allowed to cut my hair without his permission. It was towards the end of our relationship and resulted in a very nasty argument and physical violence. It was the final straw in my relationship and I got the tattoo done a couple of weeks after we finally split.
My other tattoos were done this year, one of a work subject that i have been doing research on for a while, the axoneme of a cilium, and one inspired by artwork from The Levellers.
There is always a fair amount of criticism about tattoos online. It is part of the same, ongoing story of others trying to dictate what you do with your own body. I get that some people don't like them. Some people do. People who like them may or may not want to get ones done themselves. They may have good reasons for getting tattoos, they may not. Some will regret them later on in life. I don't regret any of mine 16 years after getting my first one. I can't imagine I will regret any of the others either. They are part of my life and my history and I am rather proud of them.
A good article was brought to my attention this morning that encapsulates similar thoughts that I have had when referring to a significant other.
I have been referring to my significant others as partners since my early twenties. Like the author of the article, the term boyfriend and girlfriend seems too casual and without getting married the alternatives are rather sparse. A good point is also made in the article about how using the term partner removes the ability to make assumptions about the relationship. Is your partner male or female, hetero-, homo- or bisexual, poly or monogamous?
As most significant other terms, girlfriend, wife, husband, boyfriend, also come with a gender bias that is prevalent in human society, I appreciate the way partner reduces this. I have been asked on more than one occasion if I am gay based on my use of the word. I usually reply, truthfully, that I am bisexual, which further disguises the gender of my partner. It is also useful in poly situations. While I do have a primary partner, the one I share a home with, it negates the sense of a hierarchy within my personal relationships. As I have said before, I don't love one of my partners more than the other, I love them in different ways and for different reasons. One I can live with and share my life, they meet the vast majority of my needs and I consider them a life partner. Another partner is my balance. They are not in my life as often and they don't need to be, this reflects the nature of our dynamics but doesn't lessen the depth of our feelings or intensity of our interaction.
I think it may have been a topic of discussion for the crew that moved my mother's furniture across the country. One of my partners supervised the loading of the furniture at one end, while the other supervised the unloading of furniture at our house, a few hundred miles away. :)
Skeptical kinkster musing on whatever takes my fancy!