Just three months later, I got my latest tattoo. It was one I'd wanted to get for awhile too (and actually had two appointments for it scheduled, but because of scheduling I never got it done). I really wanted an owl tattoo. First of all, I just like owls because they are adorable animals (as long as I'm not actually near one...deathly afraid of all bird's talons). Second, owls symbolize wisdom and are often associated with school and books. I have tons of owl items (a welcome statue, a cuckoo whistle, wall decals, jewelry, wallet, camera case, contact case, wine stoppers, etc.), but one that stood out was a statue on my dresser of a great horned owl sitting on top of a stack of books. After much consideration (did I want a colorful, cute owl? a colorful realistic owl? a wise owl? a rustic owl?) I decided to go with a classic great horned owl outlined and shaded in blue sitting on books. I gave Jimmy the basic concept and waited to see what he came up with.
He drew a very classic owl on books and added ink and a quill in his feet. I loved that touch, since I love writing and hope to write a book! Once again, Jimmy incorporated more of me than even I had thought to do. I wanted to put it with my Boldman on my shoulder, to make it a bigger piece. It really looks like one, cohesive piece. All of my past tattoos have been very small and not had very much line work (which is the most painful part). I don't understand how people sit for multiple hours getting intense line work done. I actually had tears streaming down my face the last ten minutes of the tattoo and felt queasy for almost the whole thing. I have been on a tattoo kick in the last few years, and I told Jimmy this one had done me in for awhile. If only I would stop coming up with new ideas....
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