For whatever reason, the art of the Tattoo brings some really heated discussion (and sometimes reveals as someone's secret desire unfulfilled). Why is that? What's the scoop?
From Wiki: A tattoo is a form of body modification where a design is made by inserting ink, dyes and pigments, either indelible or temporary, into the dermis layer of the skin to change the pigment. Tattoos fall into three broad categories: purely decorative (with no specific meaning); symbolic (with a specific meaning pertinent to the wearer); pictorial (a depiction of a specific person or item). Tattoos have historically been regarded in the West as 'uncivilized', and over the last 100 years the fashion has been associated mainly with sailors, working men and criminals. By the end of the 20th Century many Western stigmas of the tattoo culture had been dismissed and the practice has become more acceptable and accessible for people of all trades and levels of society.
...but the weirdo "uncivilized" still lingers: like a stinky left over something that creates animosity and separation. Why would it matter so much to some people?
I ask myself this because I got my first tattoo last year: the sketches are pictured above. I was so happy to finally get a tattoo and I LOVE it!—but clearly recall my mother's disgust. Curious? Where does the "disgust" come from? For my mother (someone who considers herself quite open and peaceful), it was time to think. And every year I hear folks say: "oh yes! My daughter and I really want to get one together!!!" or some such, ...but then most don't seem to go do it.
Anyway. I love my tattoo. It brings me joy each time I see it—and I think of the artist who painted and am awe-fully grateful to her.