This is what Evan had drawn up before I got there. I loved the general shape of it and especially the bees with the trails, but I wasn't super into the eye- which I told Evan and he said he wasn't sure I'd feel it anyway. Eyeballs pop up all over traditional style tattoos and I actually do like them and might have one incorporated into something someday, but it wasn't this day and it wasn't this beehive! I wish I had pictures of the different iterations the tattoo ended up going through, but since he was sketching on the light box the pictures didn't come out right and then frankly I forgot to take some when it was off. Some of the things we (yeah, like I did anything) tried out were having a bigger bee in the middle of the beehive or a bigger flower in the middle of the beehive. It just didn't look right without something breaking up the lines so we tried a bunch of different things. Finally Evan played around with the placement of the flowers and struck gold!
Here's the stencil on. A foot or so above it, out of frame, just imagine my face being like "Ugh shit this is gonna hurt why do I think the ouchiest spots look so good ugh ugh ugh."
Here it is almost done- we had to take a break before doing the blue flowers, because the yellow ink was so fresh and light in color that it could have gotten stained by the blue. The more you know! The little beehive door was only red because of blood, which is disgusting. Raise your hand if you've shown pictures of your blood on the internet! I wanna give you a gross high five. During the break we watched a clip of Honey Boo Boo from Toddlers and Tiaras because I couldn't believe he hadn't seen her in action, even though she and her mama June are the screensaver on the shop's computer! Have you seen their new show? No joke, I love it. I think they seem like a nice, loving family and I'm not being sarcastic. Open your minds!!!
Here's the finished product! Ryan took it for me at home after I took off that gross thing that comes in the bottom of packages of meat that they wrap your arm in. I'm really happy with it! Less happy that this happened to my sheets last night:
What a dumdum! I definitely knew better, Ryan's sheets have a perfect imprint of my butterfly tattoos on them, which is both gross and awesome. No matter! I'm the proud owner of bitchin' ink (I don't really talk like this) and if a couple of sheets get hurt in the process, well, so be it.