Tales from the Needle is a weekly series which will highlight people and their tattoos. Some people have a favorite tat, their most memorable ink. Some people put more emphasis on the needle from a tattoo gun penetrated their skin while others have one they wish they never put any ink on their body.
Every Friday, the blog will have a first-person story of a person and their tats of choice, using only images of their tats keeps the theme of this being a faceless site. The images seen here will merely aid in bringing nuance to the numerous layers that compose the person.
As told by bigboirun:
For me, I got two tattoos that I embrace. The one on the right arm is symbolic; it’s Chinese and, you know, even at a young age I knew how important knowledge was, so I got it in Chinese tattooed on my arm. I thought it was dope and, for me, it’s just a reminder that anytime things aren’t looking up, I check it out.
On the other side, I went with the tiger. A lotta people wonder why I got the tiger tattoo, especially the white tiger. Well, the white tiger is one of the most passive animals there is until you poke it, and when you poke it, it turns into a beast. It goes into protection mode. I thought it was a dope thing; it was symbolic of me and my personality. I don’t really stand out or go out. For me, it was something that resonated with my personality, and it’s kind of like my personality as a Gemini. There’s the side that’s pretty humble, laid-back that’s always seeking knowledge, and then I got the real aggressive side that’s always looking for something major.
Tattoo gun images courtesy of rebloggy