April sends us this little cartoon tattoo by John Brehm while he was guest spotting at 717 Tattoo in Harrisburg, PA. I’m not sure what the story is behind the tattoo other than it’s “to go with Tot.”. I can only assume that’s the little fellow below the Moon Dawg tattoo. That Tot’s linework looks so solid it’s hard to believe it’s not a stick on.
What do you guys think about comical/cartoon tattoos?
Happy Sunday, ModBloggers! Hope the day finds you well. We thought we’d pop in to post this great Sneetches tattoo by Darryl Torgerson from The Temple Decor in Kalispell, Montana, which was accompanied by the following passage:
That day, they decided that Sneetches are Sneetches, and no kind of Sneetch is the best on the beaches. That day, all the Sneetches forgot about stars, and whether they had one or not upon thars.
Granted, it’s no Green Eggs and Ham, which, of course, taught us all a valuable lesson about lunch, but this is pretty damn cute nonetheless. Oh, nostalgia.
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Continuing with our tireless effort to bring you the very best in Summer of Dead Celebrities coverage, we announce with heavy hearts that beloved children’s book character/pansexual spokesthing Waldo has passed away, as seen above, looking his Harvey Dent-ish best. Cause of death is unknown, and though he was surrounded by nearly countless bystanders, not a single person claims to have seen him perish. Sources claim those in close vicinity were more interested in trying to find hidden swastikas or in catching topless sunbathers. Reports indicate, however, that Waldo continues to walk the earth, begging to be found, and probably stopping occasionally to eat folk, now that he is a zombie.
(Tattoo by Marty Lacombe at Live Once Tattoos in North Bay, Ontario.)
So, i’ll confess that, upon seeing this tattoo, my initial reaction was something along the lines of, “Well, that’s … literal.” And then I noticed “xkcd” in the image information, and realized … I’m just a jackass. Context, after the jump.
On the bright side, I’m thrilled that an artist as talented as Jesse Smith of Ghostprint Gallery in Richmond, Virginia, took the time to send in photos of some of his excellent tattoos. On the downside, though, I am mildly concerned by the fact that he’s figured out a way to scour my subconscious and turn my fever dreams into realities. Nonetheless.
The holidays are fast approaching, friends, and Christmas parties (as well as other vaguely religious excuses to get embarrassingly drunk) are upon us. So remember, if you see this dinosaur at any parties this weekend, please take away his car keys. He will probably devour you whole, but you’ll meet that acidic stomach-grave knowing you were trying to do the right thing.
(Drunkysaur tattoo is on Brent, the bassist for Job For A Cowboy. “Apparently,” he says, “being on tour justifies stupid tattoos.” Damn right it does. Tattoo is by Mullet at Art Freak Tattoo in Providence, Rhode Island.)
Ah, another week has come and gone. This time:
You know the drill: We’ll make some brief appearances over the weekend and then start all over again, Monday morning, and as always, thank you for your continued support of BME. Have a good weekend, everyone.
