Most grow up with society telling them not to judge others. Yet, it seems judging others is an undeniably large factor used to organize people within a society. It is human nature for people to be competitive as well as curious of our "competition". We pick apart others until we find something we are more superior at then they are. In many circumstances around the world it has gone too far. From beating on the "nerds" in highschool to criticizing the "black" president because of his race.
I believe we are all individual souls. Everything about you, your personality, likes & dislikes, talents, etc are all etched into your soul. This body your soul lives in is just that, a body. Now there are a few ground rules to this body of yours. You must feed it and water it a proper amount and take it out for a walk now and again. So really it shouldn't matter at all how we look, because everything about us, our soul, is inside.
This brings me to the main topic of today's post: A permanent expression of art... Tattoos. It really grinds my gears when people feel they can negatively judge another human because he or she has decided to permanently decorate their body with ink as a form of art and expression. What is it to them?
I've had this conversation with my Baba (Grandma) countless times, and she still views tattoos as emotional issues. For example, in her mind if someone gets a tattoo it means there is obviously something wrong in their head... excluding David Beckham and Adam Levine. (SO HOT!)
Personally I love tattoos, especially if it's great ink with an amazing story. I have two tattoos now with more to come. I think my stories behind them are pretty interesting as well.
1st Tattoo: "No Regrets" So back in 2010, nearing the end of my Brazilian student exchange trip a group of us decided to be a bit daring on the last
evening of our Northeastern Coast trip... Long story short, ten of us from all around the world got naked and went swimming, little did we know that breaking into a closed pool and being naked in front of others who were not all at the age of 18 at the time, would lead to a urgent deportation from the country... not my proudest moment at the time, I must admit that I was quite ashamed coming back to my small town home where everyone clearly knew yet feared to ask any questions in my presence. My grandparents had even tried to convince me to play it as homesickness rather then the truth. Not going to lie, that route was tempting at first. Now I live to tell the story proudly as not many people can say they have been skinny dipping with ten people from around the world OR have been deported from Brazil! I do not regret one moment of that night.
2nd Tattoo: Wild roses
As I believe I have mentioned in my first post? Maybe? Unless I took it down? I'll have to check. Anyway, when my little sister and I were quite young we
suffered two traumatic experiences, both with the loss of a parent. My dad, who had been in a car accident, passed when I was 7 years old and my mom, who had been really sick, passed only one year and three days later. This led my sister and I up to good ol' Northern Manitoba to live with our Baba & Dedo (grandparents). Even though it has been many many years since all this happened it still stings and there is never a day that passes where they are not on my mind or in my heart. They were beautiful people with great big hearts and I am so lucky to of had them in my life.
I had been planning this tattoo for about five years so that I could be certain this was exactly what I wanted. I'm still not sure how my parents ended up in Alberta, seeing as my dad was born and raised in Manitoba and my mom in Ontario, but regardless my sister and I were born in Calgary. Alberta is where all my memories of them are so I decided to honor their memory with the Alberta Wild Rose. They smell so sweet and are so delicate and beautiful. I still have a few more hours of work left until it is complete but i'll be sure to post a finished photo of it once it is! (Fingers crossed it will be in a few weeks!) My tattoo artist is a total sweetheart and amazingly talented.
I still have many more tattoos that will eventually decorate my body but I made a promise to myself that I will only get one per year max (in the month of March). Some say tattoos are addicting and that is no lie, this is something I would never want to get too carried away with.
This year my sister and I have talked about getting a tattoo together. It's still up in the air, and since this will be her first one I don't want to rush or push her into anything.
Here are a few of my favorite tattoos:
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XXOX
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