A year ago, my friend Anthony tells me about his plan to make himself a tattoo machine modeled on those built since the second half of the twentieth century in prison. The mechanism is simple: a motor razor or walkman, which are attached a pen and a needle changed each time. This semi-professional equipment is obviously sterile and disposable.
Anthony, in collaboration with Karin, mounted the superficial Club, Club Nova Tattooed hoodlum and precisely defined so encyclopedic their project or manifest (see No. 1 entryism Magazine). They even speak of it published in Wikipedia. Anthony was first tattooed right thigh in draft mode, and since these are the friends who went there. And I was number 5!
"No return! Superficialis = spontaneous act!" Karin announces at the outset.
A tattoo is for a brand inked superficial affection, a memory, the trace of an era ...
My time has come for a drink in which Anthony W. launched "and if we all did a tattoo?" Ok, here we go! Anthony prepares his machine cleans the place, in the meantime I think a few moments to what I'm going to get inked. And why would not a cross? Calvary thugs revisited in "Buddies of Calvary." There are people in life that one will support until the end, whether in their galleys or in their wildest dreams and somehow helps them carry their own cross, as Christ was do. The stereo played "Rumble" by Link Wray. It is a fairly cinematic moment. I drew the pattern on the left thigh, one last puff and sit for me stung. The needle goes much deeper than a basic tattoo. And do not draw the direct line, is more a sudden. W does not care about my mouth and told dirty jokes, it keeps me to draw a face. I watch the needle chiseling the skin, blood and ink form a crust that goes well with the symbolism of the cross.
The "Calvaire des Copains" is also a tribute to those black jackets as Johnny de Montreuil, once these thugs who sowed terror in Paris and also practiced the art of tattooing. I've always been intrigued by the thugs and their tattoos to the hard facts in prison: doe eye, teardrop, flower, first of chick, calvary thugs ... When you're a kid, old teach you to be afraid of marginality. And these assholes be tattooed fuck it with both feet into the club of marginals. Moreover, in the lounge of the mythical old school tattoos, the Sailor Jerry, a sign posted indicating the customer "The main reason for not getting a tattoo." And among the "Your mother will kill you", there is especially "Due to being tattooed, you will be ranked among the" barbarians "(And the Supreme Court of the State of New York says !). Barbarian? Ok, it works!
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