Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Hafta admit, it was great getting away from the shop we're building. Part of the reason things are progressing so slowly is small town bureaucrats, landlords & contractors who take all of this shit so damned seriously. We waited three weeks on a plumbing permit to put in sinks we don't want, will never use, & would just be bacteria farms in our booths if we did, but are required for our final inspection. Totally frustrating. Even as burned out as we were, tattooing non stop since we announced that we were closing the old Savannah location, we missed it. You start to get bloodlust, & just have to make something bleed. So we descended on Hell City like ravenous vampires.
Met some fantastic people. All my clients were very cool, & a number of young tattooists & apprentices hit me up & stroked the hell out of my ego. Matt sold his Legion paintings, & did some stellar work on other artists. We saw old friends, some of whom have been around since before I first started tattooing, met some people we knew only via mail, & some total strangers. Our work was displayed along with some killer artists in the art gallery on the second floor. There was a whole team of artists jamming on bio mechanical paintings organized by Guy Aitchinson, & they're all next level shit. They painted well into the night while DJ's spun trance. We worked the entire time, & didn't get to do any of the seminars. Chris Dingwell was doing one on painting in acrylic, & it killed me to miss it,... we'll have to try to talk him into coming down to our new shop & jamming there.
We were set up to a very strange crew, an outfit trying to be a tattoo salon, like catering to the Louis Vuitton crowd or some such shit. Most of them were less than a year on skin, had no visible tattoos at all, & were acting like they had dreamed up the idea that tattooing could be artistic. I felt like they might as well have leaned over the balcony & pissed on the heads of everyone there, because without the vanguards who made up the majority of the convention, they wouldn't have such a ripe environment to work in. There were 20 year old kids going by with plugs, tunnels, heavy gauged piercings, heavy tattoos, very visible work, necks, throats, hands, fingers, & ears, all who have to go out in the real world & deal, & they were all representing far more than these primadonnas.
We still had a blast. We'll be at the Hell City fest in Phoenix in August, I expect to see some west coasters there to buy the drinks.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Just taking a moment to update. We just finished packing the car & will be on the road for ten hours tomorrow, heading out to Columbus for the Hell City Tattoo Festival. If you're in the area, stop by & buy us a round of drinks. www.hellcity.com Hell City is a great con for us. I was at the first one in 2002, & Durb put on a stellar show. But I also have some great friends in Columbus, some who were at the very first time I ever tattooed in my life, at the Lo Dow Ho Dow in Myrtle Beach in 1999, back when tattooing was still illegal, & I really sucked. So its fun to hook up with those guys who had faith in me & watched me come up from the start.
No, the studio is still not open. We've been delayed slightly, a few hiccups in getting our contractors permits, which has taken WEEKS. Once all the construction is completed, which will be just one more week, we'll be open as soon as we can cycle through more inspections than an Iranian nuclear facility. We are so much happier with the new shop already. More window space & more natural light. Great location on busy roadways, off an antique bridge over looking a river that runs right under our windows. Great people who really appreciate our talent, unlike Savannah. Plus, great food all around.
We'll post photos of all the shenanigans that go on this weekend. Have a good one yourselves.