Finally started painting one of the flash sheets I lined last month, as seen on my entry back on 4/29/11. I like seeing how the pieces start to come together and come to life. Check out the girl in red, 2nd from the right, as an example. This one has a deadline, so you'll be seeing a completed pic in a couple weeks or less. If you didn't already know, the linework is from Sailor Jerry. Much respect! Design for tattooability.
I put the pain to my cousin on Saturday... she got a Philippine sun and stars on her foot. My boss and I are huge fans of Pulp Fiction, so we quote it all the time. One obvious conversation came up since three out of eight of the tattoos I've done at the shop thus far have been on a foot... so I'm turning into "the Foot Fuckin' Masta." For those of you sad readers who don't have a clue what I'm talking about, check out the youtube clip I provided for your convenience.
On a more historical and educational note... my boss just so happened to tattoo a Filipino dude later that afternoon and I told him I had tattooed the sun and stars earlier. He reminded me and let my boss know that the eight rays of the sun stand for eight provinces that revolted against the Spanish and the three stars symbolize the three main islands; Luzon, Visayas, and Mindanao. I was actually singing Lupang Hinirang in the shower that morning... no joke! (Thanks, Barkada!!)
I've had a few dicussions lately about finding the right balance between everything that's going on in your life. I've also heard the terms "juggling" or "having a full plate" used for the same metaphor. Whether it's keeping all the balls in the air or keeping the arms of the scale level, I seem to like throwing another ball into the mix every now and then, just to keep myself challenged.
Everybody has their own plates or scales, but for me, this includes (in no particular order) wife, family, friends, work, shop, drawing, house work, exercise, alone sanity time, reading, and the latest addition of my Sand Flea. I stay pretty busy, but looking at the list, I feel like I should add community work or volunteering of some sort... in the future, perhaps.
Anyways... the point of this post is that I feel like I'm getting back on track with a few balls that may have dropped. Shop time and drawing have picked back up... I did a practice skin Philippine Sun and Stars which will hopefully go on my cousin and finished coloring that reproduction flash piece. I'll have to find the black and gray picture I took before I colored. Now that the Lakers lost (in a disturbingly horrendous fashion), I definitely need to pick up the exercise ball that got dropped and get that back into the mix.
It's all about being conscious enough to keep the scale balanced. If you fall asleep, the balls drop.
"WAKE UP!" <-- This reminder is tattooed on my wrist, thanks to Mr. Chad Koeplinger. "WAKE UP!" can mean a lot of things. It can mean to stay conscious. Stay present and aware. Don't be a zombie! Life's too short to let it slip away doing things you don't enjoy doing. Take those things off the scale and throw those balls out. Let 'em drop. Pick up more important and meaningful ones. I'm rambling... it tends to happen sometimes. Hopefully you get my point. Peace and thanks for reading!