So I am one of those people who mark time with ink.
When leaving the Bryant Lake Bowl after 3 and a half years (my favorite job, ever) my going away gift from the staff was a tattoo. Mom disappeared, tattoo. Pentecost with my friends, getting crazy in Tampa Florida, tattoo. Mom being found, in love, birthday, a great time to get some ink.
So it stands to reason that when Sweetie and I got married, it would be an inking occasion. So after a long journey of picking artists, picking images, last night the piece become complete. I love it.
So here it is, our version of a (celtic) Tree of Life. Tatt by Zach Kinsey at Uptown Tattoo, the kindest most amazing shop in the Twin Cities. No, I am not kidding. Watching everyone there yesterday, they make magic for people every day. They made magic for me.