t gets a tat

Posted on by Tim McMurdo

Friday night, my sister-in-law got a tattoo. This is her second and the occasion was my first trip to a tattoo parlor.

 

Tatting

 

To her, it was no big deal. She just sat back and relaxed while the artist buzzed away with her needles and ink. What better than to kick back in your favorite kicks? T's biggest worry? "Don't take a picture that shows my bra strap!"

 

Kicking Chuck Conners

 

What you can't see, because of the skin irritation is that the tatoo is a gradient of 5 colors from red at the bottom to yellow at the top.

 

DMB Flame Dancer Tat

 

If you recognize the tattoo, tell me what it is in the comments.

Happy Saturday.

Tim

fiction friday – leaving art behind

Posted on by Tim McMurdo

Living with Art

 

Damn you.

I hate you.

Married for twenty two years and I can’t stand the sight of you. All you do is sit there day in and day out. You just sit there and look at that god damned painting. I hate you and I hate that painting just as much.

When was the last time you looked at me? When have you ever touched me like that damned painting touches you? You caress it with your eyes. I see you longing for it when you’re not home.

I swear Artie, you can go to hell. I’m leaving you. Screw you Artie and screw your painting. I hope you two are happy together.