Sienna Miller Brags About Her Wylie Tattoo

And speaking of Letterman,  they were just in last week filming a skit at Daredevil with comedian Andy Kindler. We were told the scene would air in May. Hopefully this one ...

Bro Tatts

So Chuck's buddies come by the shop to get some bro tatts. A moonshine bottle with "don't give a f*ck" written. I didn't ask the signifigance of the tattoo to the guys, but Chuck and Wylie liked the idea and decided to jump in and get their own commemorative moonshine tattoos.  Chuck went first with Wylie behind the needle and then it was Chucks turn to hit Wylie up. While Wylie's in the can we're telling Chuck that he should replace the F word with "Chuck". We're laughing but Grez dares Chuck, the rest of us double dare him, so we're giggling and ready when Wylie sits in the chair. Chuck starts the tattoo but wimps  out and writes "fuck" instead of Chuck. We can't believe it. There's howls of dissapointment all around.  Chuck knows we have no respect for him at this point but then bless his heart he gets back in there, crosses out "fuck" and puts "Chuck" underneath, even better.  Chuck comes through, did us proud and Wylie cheerfully lived up to the spirit of his new tattoo.

By the way,  you must be a qualified professional to do anything this silly and stupid. So kids, don't try this at home these guys already got plenty of messed up tattoos - you gotta earn it. 

Cock Week at Double D

That's right we have done an unprecedented number of cocks at Daredevil this week. Fighting cocks that is or should I say roosters.  Yesterday Guy finished two fighting cocks as part of a larger sleeve and Brad started a huge cock sleeve. Today I outlined one of the cocks for our friend Aaron's chest. In the picture he appears to be crowing with joy at his new tattoo, or is that the pain cock-a-doodle-do? I can't tell. 

I'm starting to believe  there is some kind of tattoo collective unconscious. I can't remember seeing any significant number of roosters coming in and yet here we are, one week, 4 strangers 4 huge cock tattoos, wierd.  Years ago I did a thunderbird design  somebody brought in and an hour later my next customer, visiting from Cali  comes in with another version of the same tattoo. It happens more often than you would think.

I'm not talking about that time when Grime did a skull jawbone and next thing you know

The Good Ole Days

A guy came in this evening with some friends who were getting tattooed and mentioned he lived across the street. It turns out he lives in the space that I used to tattoo out of. It made me a bit nostalgic. When I moved down to Ludlow Street forever ago, I didn't know what I was doing or what I was in for. We opened East Side ink on St.Marks with Andrea, Sean, Bill  and Josh in an appartment we rented, the same block Fun City is on! When the lease was up on that space those guys moved over to 1st street and I debated what to do. I was totaly freaked out at the idea of striking out on my own. Tattooing was underground nobody had a sign in front no real advertising except a few illicit ads on the back of the Voice or NY Press. So opening by myself meant a new phone # that nobody had and an almost non existent customer base. I thought I was going to starve.  But then I see this ad for an apartment on Ludlow Street  I go down to check it out and the Landlord wants to know what I do I tell him I tattoo and he says, "No kidding! my ex-wife was a tattoo artist I have a place that would be perfect for a tattoo shop, do you need an autoclave?"  The Tattoo Gods were looking out and Ludlow was my new home.