What is the measure of a man? Is it the fine luxury automobile he drives? Perhaps the house he owns? Or maybe the children who carry on his legacy? Well…considering I don’t have a car, a house or kids, I’m gonna say it’s the heartiness of your beard. And by that logic, Alice is the goddamn manliest man I’ve ever seen. Another shot of her imperial bristles, after the jump.
(Tongue split by Iestyn.)
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The ever-impressive Roland in Freiburg, Germany (more), sends in this excellent fresh cutting, done on a fella who appears to work out every now and then.
As well, we’ve had a few commenters note lately that they’d like to see more healed scarification work, so check back tomorrow to see an in-progress report on a cutting we’ve featured recently. You think you’re excited? Feel these nipples!
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I really like this picture of some of the gents from Silas Body Art bouncing around on a triple spinning beam at the Galeria do Rock in Sao Paulo, Brazil—not just because it’s fun that all three have been caught in such different positions, but also because a three-person spinning beam is not the easiest thing to pull off!
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As the title suggests, I don’t suspect anybody will actually guess this one, which is fine—it’s such a nicely taken photo that the click-through is its own reward. If you do guess correctly, however, you will be sworn in as the president of a nation to be determined later. I think it’s a fair deal.
(Photo courtesy of Bruisepresser.)
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It should come as no surprise that Steve, John and Wayde are the suppliers of (and inspirations for) these most graven of images. On Easter Monday, no less!
Says Steve:
Mr. Wayde Dunn-Dee himself did this amazing scar portrait on a friend of ours. We were hoping to find a fourth person she would agree to add on so he could do a Mt. Rushmore of Awesomeness, but sadly that didn’t work out.
I have to be honest—I’m a little surprised she went this far in the first place. That said though, we haven’t seen a ton of scarification portraits yet, but…these are pretty well executed. More photos, after the jump.
Good afternoon, ModBloggers! Hope the day finds you well. Whether you’re celebrating Easter, watching a full slate of baseball or just enjoying the sun, what better way to wrap up a day than with a visit from the meat fairy? Clearly, Lindsay agrees.
(Tattoo by Eric Blood at Hardnox Tattoo in Franklin, New Jersey.)
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Tears welled up in her good eye. She’d finally tracked him down. It had taken her years, cost her countless hours and untold dollars. And now? He couldn’t even look at her.
“I never thought I’d see you again,” she whispered.
“I hoped you wouldn’t,” he told her. “I deserve to be alone.”
“It wasn’t your fault,” she said, adjusting her eye patch. “Polo is a dangerous sport. I knew that going in. We all did.” She paused. “We’re getting the team back together for a tournament. One time, big payoff. We want you in.”
He felt a chill go through his body. “Why me?” he asked.
“Because,” she said, “you’re the best.”
“Even if I wanted to, would the club let me back in?”
She pursed her lips into a tight smile. “I think we could pull some strings.”
“I don’t know,” he said. “What if I just don’t have it anymore?”
“John,” she said, “I don’t even need one good eye to know you’ve still got it.”
“One time?” he said, adjusting his tie.
“One time.”
His eyes narrowed into a steely and determined glare. Muscle memory informed him that his arm could still pull off that legendary swing. The blood in his veins was freezing over into ice water.
“First things first,” he said, “let’s go get my horse out of hock.”
(Photo of _Stigmata_ and Lady Diabla.)
And so goes the week, everyone. Before we wrap things up, take a gander at this lovely temporary corset, with piercings by Filoz out of Milano, Italy, and as photographed by Andrea Degrada. A couple more shots, after the jump.
So, what went down this time around?
– We got an update on this gorgeous Dingwell backpiece.
– Howie checked in with this excellent koi cutting.
– Caught a glimpse of Uranium Hobo’s fancy bug plugs.
– Darwin stared into our souls, probably.
– This week’s hilarious controversy hinged on this gentleman’s eyelid tattoos, which really got the blood pumping, for some reason, until we posted an update, which ended all arguing on the Internet, forever.
And that’s it, friends. We’ll be here over the weekend here and there, and then ramp it back up to normal striking power on Monday. Have a good weekend, ModBloggers, stay safe, and, as always, thank you for your continued support of BME.
Well hey, this is pretty cute! I’m not sure what the source material is, but according to the internets, there’s a whole lot of similar imagery out there. Few other pictures, however, feature a robot girl handing over her mechanical, tungsten-fed heart to a wide-eyed gentleman, so, score one for the microdermal enhancement.
(Microdermal by January at Modified Evolution in Colorado Springs, Colorado.)
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Well hey, that’s kind of a mean prank. That fella is trying to enjoy a peaceful 10-point superman suspension, and there’s Will, just cold skewerin’ the defenseless man’s cheeks.
(Suspension and skewering by Will at Underground Body Piercing in Flagstaff, Arizona.)
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