My older son, the eminent Virginia tattooist, landed a somewhat offbeat assignment this weekend: a tattooing session at a nudist colony.
I don't know whether the prospect had originally conjured up in his mind a fantasy of scores of Kate Upton lookalikes, but if so, he must have been disappointed. He admitted to me that, almost without exception, his clients were the sort of people who not only ought to keep their clothes on, but probably should be required by statute to do so.
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Are you saying he had some rather large canvases to work with?
ReplyDeleteJust think, if he could have charged by the pound, he'd be a rich man now.
Did he bring enough ink? If there is such a thing as "enough" in such a circumstance. How much ink did he go through? Hope he made a profit.
ReplyDeleteRichard said, "Paco, you'be raised a muralist."
Could be good for business when others see a tatt and want one. No better place to advertise. Traumatising though.
ReplyDeleteSame with nude beaches. We saw a couple in Germany and one in St. Martin, and lemme tell you, I never want to go to another one.
ReplyDeleteI have known a "naturist" or two in my days, and that is why I would never become one or go to one of their enclaves. Not all because they were fat, just because they were old.....
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