Balmy Sweets


Well hey, it’s our old friend Babasom, checking in for our vaunted “Irregular Septum Jewelry Week” here on ModBlog! Babasom is, of course, known for, among other things, just cold stickin’ things through that huge septum piercing of his, all the time. Here, he’s stowing some tasty jalapeno peppers, surely because he does not trust the people at Chipotle or wherever to provide sufficiently spicy fare. To be fair, I would shove the merciless peppers of Quetzlzacatenango up my nose a million times over before ever letting a worm poke around in there.

Evil Urges


You know, when you’re a frequent reader of BME or any other body modification resource or otherwise immersed in body modification, it can sometimes be easy to become jaded and unnecessarily critical of work that doesn’t really deserve it. You look at this piece and maybe you think it’s a bit corny or trite, but the fact remains, as far as tattoo work goes? The script is great, the drop-shadow is executed damn near perfectly, and the microphone is about as well rendered as you could ask for. And, hey, the sentiment isn’t half-bad, either. A little simplicity goes a long way sometimes. And on that note, ModBloggers, we’ll see you tomorrow, provided you’re not on one big holiday.

(Tattoo by Roman at Rock N Ink in Cracow, Poland.)

Far From Cliff or Scar


Good day, ModBloggers! Here we have old friend of BME, Lassi, he of the Mundus Absurdus boys, sporting some shiny new horns (screwed into transdermal implants, natch) and inspecting the integrity of that glass baton he’s got there. And all that glass there, teardrops in his ears included? All custom-made by the illustrious Jason of Gorilla Glass. After the jump, another shot of Lassi, and hey, while you’re at it, take a peek at BMEshop’s Gorilla Glass selection (and anything else, for that matter) and, if you like it, pop in ilovebme as a discount code and you’ll get 15 percent off until tomorrow. Awesome? Awesome.

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PromoBlog: Meg Is Coming To A City Near You (Hopefully)!


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Hey folks! Friend and BME Roundtable contributor Meg is on the move! Yep, she’s packing up and leaving the dreary, wintry east coast for sunny California, and, as luck would have it, is going to be working along the way. She’s one hell of a piercer and scarification artist (See: the lily up top), so if you’re going to be in the same place as she is on the following dates, there’ll be no time like then to get some world-class work done:

Cincinnati, OH: June 19-21
Medina, OH: June 22-24
Philadelphia, PA: June 26-28 (at Infinite)

To book an appointment, message her on IAM or shoot her an e-mail HERE. Don’t miss out!

Full Coverage: Links From All Over (June 16, 2009)

[Toronto Star] Well, it was probably only a matter of time before the Moonshin Tattoo business found its way back into the news. To recap: Earlier this year, it was revealed that local health departments in Ontario, Canada, were neglecting their duties with regard to regularly inspecting tattoo shops and, as a result, some shops were found to have been neglecting their own record-keeping (and other) practices, throwing into question their sterility and safety. Mississauga’s Moonshin Tattoo in particular caught fire because of this, and both the shop and Peel Region found themselves the subjects of a $20 million class-action lawsuit by customers who may have been exposed to HIV and hepatitis B and C. In light of this, the Toronto Star launched their own investigation, and the results are pretty hit-and-miss:

Every public health unit in the [Greater Toronto Area] has failed to enforce provincial standards that require tattoo and piercing studios to be inspected at least once a year, a Star investigation has found.

[…]

Peel, with the worst record of tattoo parlour inspections for both years in the Star study, checked on only seven of its 20 establishments in 2007 and only five in 2008.

[…]

Halton Region also fared poorly in the study, with only 47 per cent of its 15 establishments inspected both years. Toronto inspected only 65 per cent of its 23 parlours in ’07 but had a perfect year, in ’08, when there were 41 parlours.

The most diligent were Durham, which managed to inspect all tattoo parlours under its jurisdiction in one year and 95 per cent the next, and York, which inspected 84 per cent one year and 97 per cent the next.

A variety of reasons were offered for missed inspections, but most common was a lack of funding after the province made regional health authorities responsible for such inspections a decade ago.

Allison Stuart, Ontario’s assistant deputy minister of public health, doesn’t buy that excuse.

“We’re talking about guidelines that have been in place since 1997, so this is not something that’s been sprung upon the health units,” she said.

While it’s heartening to see a few regions taking their responsibilities seriously, there are some egregious stats mentioned there. The logical extension of this investigation, it seems, would be to determine if these inspectors are dropping the ball in all areas of their work—as the article mentions, at least as far as Peel is concerned, their inspectors are also responsible for “more than 5,000 food premises, 500 recreational water facilities and 150 child-care centres”—or if their neglect has been limited to premises offering body modification procedures? (It’s also addressed that inspectors failed to visit “ear-piercing establishments” with regularity.) It’s paranoid to assume there’s some insidious blueprint being followed here, but if these failures are largely occurring at the expense of body artists, that seems worthy of some attention, no?

(Of course, if Ontario artists want to keep on top of things without prompting from the government, they can always get their Health Educators certification when David Vidra comes to Toronto next week, here and here.)

[Daily Mail] Several thousand astute readers have sent in this article today, so, yeah, we figured it was worth some attention, as unbelievable as it is. Anyway, as the story goes, Kimberley Vlaminck, an 18-year-old living in lawless Courtrai, Belgium, went in to get three harmless stars tattooed on her face by Rouslan Toumaniantz at The Tattoo Box, but, uh, fell asleep? Or was drugged? And somehow woke up with 56 goddamned stars covering half her face? What?

She claims she fell asleep while he was doing his work… and awoke to ‘this nightmare’.

‘It is terrible for me,’ said Kimberley. ‘I cannot go out on to the street, I am so embarrassed. I just look horrible.’

‘I think he didn’t understand what I wanted. He spoke only fractured English and French.

‘But I explicitly said in my native tongue, French, and also in a little bit of English when he looked confused, that I wanted three little stars only near my left eye.’

Rouslan Toumaniantz, who runs the tattoo parlour called The Tattoo Box in Courtrai, denies her claim, saying she knew ‘exactly what she wanted’.

He added: ‘She was awake and looked into the mirror several times as the procedure was taking place. The trouble all started when she went home and her father and boyfriend threw a fit.

First things first: I have a hard time believing any of this is true. I don’t know what the game is, but I want to go on record as saying I won’t be surprised when and if this is exposed as a hoax. However, if any of it is true, I’ll gladly adjust my verdict to say that I think young Kimberley is full of it. Not to be too much of an armchair physician/psychologist/mind-reader/whatever, but falling asleep while someone drills 56 stars into your face? Come on now. I think we can all agree this is preposterous. The argument could potentially be made that the artists should have maybe not tattooed the hell out of an 18-year-old’s face, but her reaction seems downright pathological. If any of this is true. Which I don’t think it is.

[Craigslist] And finally, here is a HOT NEW TREND that will surely be hitting a city near you, soon! As the RECESSION continues and people can NO LONGER AFFORD TATTOOS, how will they manage to keep inking themselves into UNEMPLOYABILITY? The answer, of course, is PRESCRIPTION DRUGS:

Glorious.

The Calm Brow


Guh, are we live? Can you hear me, ModBlog? Sorry about the radio silence since yesterday afternoon—a combination of Internet and computer problems at The Manor have hamstrung this operation we all enjoy so much. But…I think things are back in working order and we’ve moved beyond those aforementioned technical difficulties. And, hey, what better way to enter this brave new era of technological competence and reliability than with this beautiful, intricate cutting by the increasingly ubiquitous Wayde Dunn while working out of Infinite Body Piercing in tropical Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. And the cutting? Well, it’s on Burgh, who you may remember from spawning this murderous little darling. You want a shot of his face? Yeah, just poke around after the jump.

Welcome back, ModBloggers. What’s the point in ever being born again?

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Training is Everything


Alright, OK, enough of the good times we’ve been having today, what with all the Satan faces and ancient religious weaponry—time to get down to brass tacks, and the dangers of this so-called “body modification” of which we are all such great fans. See that up there? That man, covered in food? Trying desperately to tongue that bit of sauerkraut off his face? This, my friends, is one of the many potential pitfalls of engaging in risk-laden behaviors such as “body piercing.” I’m not saying you absolutely shouldn’t get piercings, but just look at Artie up on top and, being honest with yourself, decide if that sort of life—happy, attractive, well-fed—is the kind of existence with which you are comfortable. Just saying.

(Photo by Phoenixxx.)

Raise Your Entrails


Well well well, it’s been a solid month since we checked in with known idolator Adam and his gleefully evil throat, which, back then, was still mired in outline hell. Now, as we can see, it’s in full color and ready to, I don’t know, what do earthly manifestations of the devil do? Capsize a boat? Start a forest fire? Eat at Applebee’s? Yes, Adam’s satanic throat goat is going to be at Applebee’s if anyone needs it.

And because this piece just fits his face so well, it’d be a pity to not include a side shot, right? Right. You know where.

(Tattoo by Zack Ross at No Surrender Studios in San Marcos, Texas.)

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The Actors of the Past


Good day, folks! We should have an exciting announcement (that some of you may already be aware of) a bit later on, but let’s kick things off this week with this cutting work by the one, the only, The Absolute (more from Iestyn). What you see cut into Alice‘s arm up there is a Vajra, which, as the infallible Wikipedia explains, is a weapon “that has the symbolic nature of a diamond (it can cut any substance but not be cut itself) and that of the thunderbolt (irresistible force).” Indiana Jones will be by to battle you shortly, Alice.

The Only Difference is the Distance


Ahoy-hoy, ModBloggers! Hope your Saturday is treating you well. I’m just in and out at the moment, but I wanted to quickly share this gorgeous portrait of Dave‘s. It’s not of anyone in particular, but, as he explains:

I, like so many of our community members, have been totally fascinated with tribal cultures and their ideas of body art and beauty. In all simplicity this tattoo is my way of paying homage and showing people what body modification means to me and showing where my roots in this industry lay.

From a technical standpoint, I’m very curious to see how the huge amount of white holds up in the long term. I’ve got high hopes, though—I really love the look of this piece.

Enjoy your day, folks, and go on, gimme some fresh new eyes.

(Tattoo by Daniel Jones at Asylum Studios in Salem, Virginia.)

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