This Week in BME


We saw her just the other day, but I thought it was about time we checked in with the lovely MeltBanana to see how her wild palm-print scarification (by Lukas) is healing. Up above is the piece six months in and, while I’d love to get a color photo at some point, this is coming along superbly.

And just like the sands of time, friends, another week has run itself down. What did we learn this time?

Everybody likes girls in high heels with breast microdermals, the end.

Chicago is way ahead of the curve, with some tattoo artists offering free cover-ups to people wanting to erase past gang affiliations.

If you’ve got syndactyly, just cut them bitches apart. Or, alternately, get a cute tattoo.

Hey, check out some readers’ book suggestions over here.

The lovely Samar just can’t take a bad photo, suspending or otherwise.

Tattoo Highway is the mountain-top of reality television, or something.

Lionel slays, every time, without exception.

So that was fun! You know what happens next. We’ll pop in throughout the weekend and, provided Thomas Pendleton and crew don’t run me over with their bus, we’ll be back to full strength come Monday morning. Until then, have fun, stay safe and, of course, thank you for your continued support of BME.

Full Coverage: Links From All Over (June 5, 2009)

[Chicago Sun-Times] Hey, Chicago sports-fans! Think you’re the biggest homer around, with your shelf full of bobbleheads and closet full of jerseys and your vial full of Jay Cutler’s…”essence”? Well, think again. As the photos from Ruben Brown’s Motorcycle Run—”a charity ride that raises cash for the Salvation Army”—will show, Glenn Timmermann’s got you beat.

Timmermann, 45, a Round Lake Beach factory manager who has covered his body in Bears-related tattoos. He has 92 autographs inked on to him permanently, highlighted by Da Coach’s signature across the back of his skull.

Ninety-two Bears-related autographs! Sweet fancy Moses. (This also bests the previous ModBlog record-holder of 89 autograph tattoos, for the record.) That said, I’d be more impressed if he got all of these folks to actually tattoo their own signatures into him. Take it from me, kids: You haven’t lived until you’ve been laid out on Mike Ditka’s lap while he taps his name into the back of your head with one hand, eats several pounds of wings with the other hand and calls you a pussy with either fiber of his being.

[Swing By The Balls] Once upon a time, Trent Reznor of Nine Inch Nails got his hands on an old BME video called “Roy’s Nut Hang.” I don’t remember the exact story, but he and his band watched it in the studio and everybody, to a man, was thoroughly disgusted, with Reznor calling it something along the lines of “the sickest shit I’ve ever seen,” before the damn kids turned “sick” into a good thing. (Reznor, keep in mind, had worked with Bob Flanagan on the “Happiness in Slavery” video, so he was no stranger to BDSM and extreme body manipulation.) All of which is to say, I’m not going to say the linked video necessarily compares with Roy’s nut hang of yore, but it’s one hell of an impressive feat nonetheless, and there’s a gold star in it for anyone who gets ol’ Trent to watch it.

[Daily Record] Well, here’s a real piece of shit. Local scumbag Jeffrey Dekmar of Stockholm, New Jersey, a 17-year veteran of The Tattoo Factory in Roxbury, has had a mess of legal troubles lately. This is just abysmal:

Dekmar was first accused in February of sexually assaulting a client at the Ledgewood tattoo parlor while inking a Hebrew prayer on the 23-year-old woman’s upper thigh on Feb. 21. Shortly after he was arrested on that sexual assault allegation, he was served with a second complaint that stated he rubbed his genitals against another woman’s genitals, without her consent, at The Tattoo Factory on Feb. 21.

The patron who wanted the prayer inked on her skin has alleged that she refused Dekmar’s request that she remove her underpants, but that he tugged them down, digitally penetrated her, and then said, “My bad,” according to an arrest complaint.

Holy crap, guys! Does that work? Can you just pull down a girl’s underpants, poke around a little and then get out of it with a simple, “My bad”? Jesus. Somebody give this guy the Nobel Prize. Anyway, this failure is back in the news because he’s been charged with breaking into his former place of employment and stealing about $200—this, of course, while on bail following that whole fingerbanging fiasco. Of course.

[PR Web] And finally, let’s wrap up this round-up with a touching story about tattoos, the American Dream, World of Warcraft and…boobs. Huh. Well! This was legitimately news to me, but apparently, if one were so inclined, one is able to purchase “gold” from a third-party web site to use as currency in the popular computer game World of Warcraft. So, one of these sites, MYMMOShop.com, has deduced that online gaming and porn may have some crossover fans, and have capitalized on this market in a fairly provocative manner!

MyMMOShop.com has paid Russian porn star Anna Morgan to tattoo their company’s logo and website URL to her breasts. The company feels that her natural dd sized breasts will provide an ample space for the advertisement. Given the number of films porn stars tend to make in a year’s time, the tattoo should be seen many thousands of times. Anna has agreed not to alter the tattoo for at least two years.

[…]

“A female porn star can easily appear in 50-100 films per year so this gives mymmoshop.com a lot of exposure for years to come,” according to Hunter Crowell the media relations office for the company.

Quick! Someone steal the Nobel Prize we just awarded to the fingerbanger up there and give it to the ad wizards who came up with this scheme. But seriously.

The Silken String


The last time we saw Graham, he was indisposed, getting ready to party, and starring in all sorts of perverse toilet erotica. Now? Our young hero has decided to grace us with George Will’s hated blue jeans, in nature, with a knit stocking cap (I think). The one incongruous piece? His asymmetric microdermal below his left eye, which, if my schooling has taught me anything, means he once killed a guy (in the bathroom, maybe?). Beware.

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A God Among Insects


Continuing on with the recent trend of excellent Marvel-themed tattoos we’ve been receiving, we’d be remiss if we didn’t share this X-Men sleeve by the good folks at both Tattoo Mania and Fine Line Tattoo, both conveniently located in The Netherlands! It’s always funny when we get similar pieces in a short span of time that were almost surely not influenced by one another—I guess once the idea’s out there in the ether…oh come on, you all saw Waking Life, didn’t you? No? Whatever.

Check out the remainder of this glorious mutantry, after the jump.

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A Promise More Precise


Good afternoon, ModBloggers! Let’s kick things off with the lovely Lyn who, judging by the X on her hand, is apparently fresh from a concert (or perhaps “the club”?). Beyond that, however, she’s sporting tattoo work by a fairly elite fraternity of artists—the sleeve we can see is by the excellent Rob Coutts, while her forehead dots were courtesy of Chris David, then of TCB and now at Sailor Jerry Swallow’s Olde Tyme Tattoo.

Hey, it’s Friday! This week is just about over, friends. Time to do the cockroach.

Nothing Overlooked


Hey, that was an exciting-ish day, right? A Lionel tattoo, L’il Mister Strange, and a glorious running diary of one of those newfangled tattoo reality shows. Let’s wind down with this beautiful scarification project composed of Hindu iconography—Trishula, Om and Swastika. Two months into the healing process, these pieces were done by Dimitri working out of Officina in Milano, Italy. Between the precision of the design and the evenness of the way they’re healing, this is shaping up to be a truly gorgeous piece. Sleep on that, ModBloggers. We’ll see you tomorrow.

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Punch Through the Sphere


Not everybody is a fan of the work Lionel from Out of Step does, and understandably so. Much of what he does runs counter to many tattooing traditions, with a huge emphasis on embracing negative space, rather than filling up pieces with as much ink as possible. This above piece is less a tattoo and more a performance; it looks to me like the lines don’t actually go all the way around various body parts, so outside of this pose, she likely just looks as if she’s sporting semi-randomly occurring scar-like lines. Maybe not for everybody, but this sure does it for me.

See the other side, after the jump.

Oh, You Men


Oh look, it’s Lucas! We feature his lovely wife, Anna, on here so frequently that it’s easy to forget that she’s just one half of one hell of a good-looking couple. In this photo, he’s sporting a set of skin-divers in his forehead just recently put in place by the aforementioned Anna. Hey, you know what they say about the couple that plays together.

After the jump, continuing on with yesterday’s BME Hollywood Exclusive featuring the Twilight gang, we have a never before seen still from the currently in-production Kevin Smith film, A Couple of Dicks. Excited? Get excited.

Gloss on Gloss


Good morning, ModBloggers! Hope we’re finding you well-rested, caffeinated and…anything else you might need to start the day. And, hey, think you had a rough commute? Probably wasn’t half as bad as old Sisyphus up there.

Stick around, folks! We’ve got a brand new feature going up shortly. Until then, cut and paste.

(Pulling facilitated by Havve and Wings of Desire at the Fakir Academy, Norway.)

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Skillful Caresses


Well, folks, let’s end things today the way all things eventually end—with the sweet, merciful release of death. This toe tag, as you can see, belongs to Tavis Hall, and my powers of deduction lead me to believe it may have been applied by Kevin Marr at Godspeed Tattoo. Just call it a hunch!

Stay alive, ModBloggers. We’ll see you tomorrow.