But through my twenties everything seemed fleeting. I didn’t want to end up with a sports logo, or a band, or an ultimate frisbee related tattoo that I would outgrow. Which was a good idea because I’ve more or less outgrown most of those things.
But I had an idea when my son was born in 2009. I loved him. I would alway love him. So I set to thinking about what I wanted the tattoo to be… and took five years doing it. By the time he turned five I had the idea nailed down. I wanted:
His name in a cursive script that reminded my of my grandmother, who he was partly named after,
In the form of a punk rock patch (that looks like real stitching) that is an ode my my punk rock ethos and esthetic
In blue and white that also reminds me of my grandmothers wedgewood china
On my left forearm, where I’ve always wanted it so it can be my white guy shaolin dragon… thanks Kung Fu, The Legend Continues.
After five years, I was a master of patience and it took me a while to find the right artist. I found Neil England at Empire Tattoo in Somerville through a client. Neil’s profile. Then he had a waiting list. So I really didn’t get the tattoo until Elliot was eight and I was 38. But it was more than worth the wait. It is exactly what I want. If suits me and represents his personality, as I’ve seen it develop over the years. And, I love it. I can’t think of a scenario where I would regret anything about it. A major ADHD victory if you ask me.
My daughter turns 4 in a few weeks. That gives me a year to finalize the design, the colors, and the theme. By the summer of 2019 my will be decorated in a way that honors her, thus completing my own Kung Fu dragons.
Standard Disclaimer: In an effort to foil my own perfectionist tendencies, I do not edit my posts much… if at all. Please and typos, mistakes, grammatical errors, or awkward phrasing. I focus on getting my content down. An imperfect post completed is better than a perfect post that goes unposted.