Gimme the Keys


Doesn’t this piece by Julia Seizure at Hong Kong’s Star Crossed Tattoo remind you of the good old days? You know, pre-recession era (because everyone just had burlap satchels of gold doubloons instead of worthless American dollars), when traveling from New York to Los Angeles (or Missouri to Oregon) would take 30 years, and half of your party would die of dysentery, and several babies would be born by the time you got there, and people just rode around on murderous bears like it was the thing to do? Ah…memories.

More shots, after the jump.

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You’ll See My Silhouette


Good morning, ModBloggers! Let’s kick off the week with a smooth, refreshing cigarette. It doesn’t look like Ferdudurke‘s is lit, mind you, but look how much he’s enjoying himself regardless! Cigarettes are just swell, aren’t they?

(Not really.)

(Bracing self for inevitable flame-war.)

(Still a great photo.)

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God Beat Me To It


Good afternoon, ModBloggers! It’s a sunny day, there’s a cool breeze, maybe you’ve got a frosty beverage in your hand…you know what that means, right? That’s right: Time to kill some m.-fuckin’ zombies. Just follow Jayse‘s lead and you’ll be just fine.

(Tattoo by Geary Morrill at Splash of Color in East Lansing, Michigan.)

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White Ink Irritation


Happy Saturday, ModBloggers! Hope the day finds you well. Today we check in with Twitter, who had a semi-gnarly reaction to these white-ink paw tattoos she got a little while ago, and then proceeded to receive a succession of poor opinions. Take it away:

I’m not sure really how to explain it. It was a blister/hive kinda thing. One paw scarred pretty bad. I just started training a new job and was stressed out. One paw started out and then it spread to all of them. Went to a few tattoo artists over town. Got completely mixed reactions. Everything from saying I’d have to get them cut out, lasered off, to take allergy meds and just wait and see how it goes. It lasted a few weeks then went away after eating at least a couple boxes of Benadryl. It hasn’t acted up again.

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This Week in BME


It’s that time of the week, ModBloggers—this bird’s gotta fly.

(Tattoo by the excellent Lionel from Out of Step, who’s got such a singular style and has been featured on ModBlog several million times. We’ll feature some more of his stuff very soon.)

So what went down this week, friends?

Hey, we like nice, simple piercings.

We also like portraits.

And painting in the nude.

Burn yo’ dick.

Split yo’ tongue.

The incredible Sean Karn wowed us all again, as per usual.

I did a really fun podcast with Brian/Perk900, live from the APP! (There’s more where this came from, too.)

Oh yeah, check out this awesome, exclusive video of Rob Spence, a.k.a. EYEBORG.

You know the deal: Check back this weekend for some good stuff, and we’ll be back to full crushing potential come Monday morning. Until then, take care of yourselves, ModBloggers, have some fun, and, as always, thank you for your continued support of BME.

Let it Be


I hate to shatter the perception that many of you surely carry of me as some barbaric figure—upsettingly manly, all rippling biceps and hearty beard and astronomical sperm count—but I have a confession. I hate bugs. Jesus Christ, do I hate bugs. More than almost anything. More than Sean Hannity hates spicy mustard. When BME was located in Mexico and I was brought on board, nobody has ever behaved less heroically than I did when faced with the prospect of massive, soldier-like cockroaches as a mainstay of the locale.

With all that said, I really like the execution of this adaptation of a C. C. Askew painting, as worn by Hayley. The purple and yellow are beautifully done, and I have to admit that even the rendering of that horrid death-critter fits nicely, as well. I will now douse myself in RAID.

(Tattoo by Timbo at Reillies Tattoo in Perth, WA.)

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Never Sleep


“I’m a programmer,” says Exciteableboy, he of the above knuckle tattoos, “it’s what I am.” Oh yeah? Well, I LOVE PIES, but you don’t see me bragging about it.

…Oh, who am I kidding? I brag about it all the time. Go forth, good sir.

Actually, let’s open it up to the floor: Favorite knuckle tattoos of all time, whether you’ve actually seen them or just had wonderful dreams about them. Let’s hear ‘em in the comments.

(Tattoos by Slim at Studio City Tattoo in Studio City, California.)

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Struck the Hour


And here we have a fine rendering of what I can only assume the final days of World War III will look like, once society as we know it has crumbled and all that remain are the giant squid and steampunks, fighting for a world no longer worth living in.

(“The squid and the ship are based on one of my own illustrations,” says the wearer. “I sent the rough to Russ (Abbott) and two days later I was getting it done in one sitting whilst leaning over a fold out metal chair (at the Boston Tattoo Convention). Gotta love conventions for that. If I had been in Georgia, it would have been over a month waiting period to get it down.”)