This… is… SPARTA!

Sorry about my absence. I’m back, it seems, and there’s plenty of good stuff scheduled starting tomorrow morning, but until then, please enjoy an evening of tattoo shots from Russia. Now let’s begin…

Oh my god I love this backpiece of some insane snow-man war! It’s only one of a big pile of great photos of great tattoos taken by my old friend tan0k (and a big thank you for helping me get things started again here) at this year’s St. Petersburg Tattoo Convention (click that to see more of BME’s coverage, or visit the official site). I’ll be posting some more of my favorites over the evening but check the gallery for more (note: it’s uploading now, so it might not be there until morning).

Mayan Facial Scar Ritual

I got this wonderful letter from Wayde Dunn (BME/WWW);

Hey Mate…

I’ve spent the last month down in the Maya ruins of Palenque in Chiapas, Mexico.. it’s such an amazing place here. I’ve been very lucky to gain trust and respect from a lot of people that work closely within the ruins here… so much so that I have been allowed to execute a couple of different rituals within the grounds of the archeological zone… and actually in the temples.

The pics that im sending you know are of some facial scarification that i did on a close friend of mine, Hazui Balam, who lives here in Palenque. The design is representing the Jaws of the Jaguar, Hazui’s mayan spirit guide.

Underneath the full moon, in front of the Temple of inscriptions (Lord Pakal’s Tomb), I cut a representation of the Jaguar’s Jaws into Hazui’s face. The next ten minutes were amazing. The blood flowed under the full moon. Hazui was peaceful. Soon, a low growl stirred from within him, which escalated into a roar as Hazui went into a trance. I watched his soul merge with that of the jaguar as he sat covered in blood in front of me screaming and roaring at the moon above the temple behind me. As he roared, for a few moments, I held his hands… The energy was amazing. He eventually quietened into an almost weeping state, and then snapped out of it. We exchanged knowing glances and just sat for a while. I could hear people whispering behind us. They didn’t even realise what they had just witnessed… They had no way of understanding the power behind what we had just done. Hazui and I talked quietly about the experience. At one point, he told me that he had something to give to me… he wanted to give to me one of his most prized possesions. He reached into his small pouch and produced a single Jaguar claw, and handed it too me. I knew how important it was too him and for him to pass it on to me was such a huge gesture of respect, love, friendship and an indication of the shared experience. Handed from one Jaguar to another. I am truly honored for being able to give this moment to Hazui, and now being in possesion of the Jaguar claw is just amazing to me. We left the ruins soon after and slept.

Cheers,

Wayde