Greetings, friends! The inimitable Steve Haworth checks in with this photo of his old friend Oak, the co-owner (along with his wife, Bleu) of Painted Temple in Provo, Utah (which Steve calls “one of the more amazing tattoo shops [he’s] been in, both in artists and beauty”), sporting brand new rows of spines in his forearm, courtesy of Steve. The horns, though? All natural, shockingly.
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The last time we saw Jusn, he was bonding with his pops over big stretched piercings, real or otherwise. Before that, though, we featured him immediately following a scarification collaboration by Ron Garza and Wayde Dunn based on a Garuda mask Ron saw while in Indonesia. This is that cutting, two-and-a-half years later and just a little sunburned, but it’s a fine example of how a particularly intricate cutting can fare several years down the line.
Oh hey, it’s the very lovely Natalee, checking in from scenic (?) Syracuse, New York! Here we have her sporting some fashionable Diablo Organics jewelry (lots of which is currently on sale at BME Shop), though not seen in this shot? An engagement ring, courtesy of local heart-throb John Joyce! It’s true, these two are planning to join forces to stand as one of the more absurdly attractive couples around. ‘Tis the season for impending nuptials, it seems! Best of luck, you crazy kids.
Acts of body modification, even when performed by experienced professionals, can still have unpredictable results, and even the best-laid plans can go unexpectedly awry. Such was the case for this gentleman above, who, following a cutting, thought he was well upon his way into healing when things took an unfortunate turn.
This just goes to show you, even in a sterile environment and with proper aftercare, things can still go wrong. I followed precise aftercare, cleaning and re-dressing my wound 2-3 times a day, etc. Everything was going great until the seventh day of healing, when I developed two small pink areas. Talking to my artist via phone (who will go unnamed) we discussed the possibility of a heat rash but he wouldn’t know until he saw it in person and told me to stop wrapping it. I woke up the next morning and I saw what you see in the photo, which took about only nine hours to develop. Needless to say, I’m now taking two types of antibiotics, four pills a day; hopefully it will clear up soon. I can’t help but feel bummed because less than two days ago, everything looked perfect. Over the years, this is my first body modification to ever go wrong or become infected.
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Greetings! Say, do you folks enjoy high quality body jewelry, body modification accessories and “adult pleasure devices” at discount prices? Well, my word, are you all ever in luck! BME Shop is having another one of its world-renowned 15%-off sales, effective immediately! And what sorts of goodies are we slashing prices on?
– Almost all Kaos jewelry (minus select items)
– Gorilla Glass ornate jewelry and plugs
– All Little Seven stainless steel ornate jewelry
– All Reign Custom Design jewelry
– All ornate water buffalo horn jewelry
– Dildos, vibrators, speculums, anal scopes, etc.
Good stuff. When you’ve riffled through and chosen your wares, just enter the coupon code bmelovesme to reap the sweet reward of the discount. Happy shopping!
Well, look who it is! The last time we featured the very lovely La Negra, there was lots of talk about breasts, real and fake, and the various societal consequences of such unnatural mammarial extensions. Well, she has clearly just been shedding nipples left and right since then, as evidenced above in this shot by Martin Del Pozo taken backstage after a performance at Club Namunkura in Buenos Aires, Argentina. Do we still cherish her now that she is so painfully regular, with only her God-given nipples in place? Yes. Yes we do.
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Oh, hello! Welcome back, friends, to your regularly scheduled ModBlog—barring, of course, any sort of intergalactic apocalyptic death party, in which case your editor will be on the first life raft to the center of the earth, for safety. Anyway! Let’s usher out the end of humid August with the adorable pairing of John, on the right, and Preston, who may look fairly straight-laced, but is actually mostly robot parts beneath his clothes. Scientific fact! After the jump, John goes solo, if only temporarily.
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Hoo boy, we are still combing through the thousands (!) of images from last weekend’s inaugural Tattoo Hollywood convention, but there are some gems in there. With three photographers going, we couldn’t be there for every photo (and as such may not be able to give proper artist credits in every shot), but hopefully these at least convey the atmosphere of the weekend. After the jump? Day two at the convention, including Saturday night’s after-party.
As you could probably tell from earlier posts, the portraiture work coming out of this convention was unreal. And, in some cases, undead. Eh? Right? Get it? Because he’s—yeah, I’ll just show myself out.
Hey, I refuse to believe a man with that hearty a beard could be too big of a scumbag!
Oh look, it’s the lovely Katie, who was helping out at the BME booth for the entire convention. Here she is stifling one of her grosser belches from the weekend, probably.
In conjunction with our scumbaggy friend up there, we get to use both our Hearty Beards and our Hearty Mohawks tags in a single post? It must be our birthday!
And here we have famed artist Boog on the right, giving that baby a haircut with some safety scissors, it looks like.
Ha ha, look at those kidders, John and Johannes, just horsing around! Good one, fellas! (Quick, someone hold down OSHA while I administer the Amnesia Ray.)
Michelangelo just pooped his pampers.
What else does Tattoo Hollywood have to offer? Oh, nothing, just Benji Madden walking around stark naked, showing off his tattoos, all day, just for fun. Suck on that, TMZ.
Hey, party time! Saturday night’s after-party was thrown at The Highlands, a nightclub conveniently located in the same hotel complex as the convention. Four-dollar beers, five-dollar cocktails and a bunch of tattooed people dancing on a patio until the wee hours? Not bad at all. And here? Here we have more conclusive evidence that chix dig mustaches, real or otherwise.
This man just did a body-shot off a cactus.
Oh hey, it’s celebrity DJ Benji Madden (again)! He played a mostly inoffensive set, aside from this song that features Lil Jon yelling “SHOTS!” over and over for a hundred years, the knowledge of which is a burden on our soul.
Easily one of the highlights of the night was the always debonair Bob Roberts sweeping Rachel into his arms for a center-stage slow-dance to…Sweet Home Alabama. Tattoo Hollywood makes dreams come true, ladies and gentlemen.
Dip dip dip.
And finally, what with Hearty Beards and Hearty Mohawks accounted for, how could we not complete the holy trifecta with a little Nightmare Fuel?
Still more to come!
All photos by Phil Barbosa, Thaddeus Brown and Jen Savage.
The last time we checked in with the illustrious Sean Philips, he was assigning age-old apprenticeship tasks, but here he is with his lovely wife Rianne and their new son, Sylas! Apparently, the answer to “What Would Sean Do?” is to build a darling family. Also, probably something about firing guns.
Good day, ModBloggers! Let’s begin with our day with the well-coiffed Simon, representing Turnhout, Belgium, with a fine bio-mechanical sleeve by Joe Dynamite at Antwerp’s Glorybound Tattoo and some manner of Venus knee-traps by the man of our dreams, Lionel from Out of Step (more). After the jump? Boxer briefs.
