I took their jeeerrrrb

Jeez, it's been well over a year,  which I guess means that there's been a few changes,  the biggest of which was that I finally quit my shitty pub job....

And became a tattooist.

Well,  nearly.  I began my apprenticeship last summer,  and after what feels like drawing my knuckles to nubbins for years,  I gradually progressed onto the machine around the start of this year. At first the practise was on and off since there's been a lot going on,  but now I've progressed enough to do simple tattoos and take a customer or two a day.  It feels amazing to actually turn up to a job where I want to work and there's a can-do attitude instead of a cant-be-arsed mentality. My boss is super supportive and I work with a group of good,  fun people. 

Here's something I recently started on the boss' sister.  The flower and the chameleon are my work - we're just sort of aiming for a jungle/garden leg. 

This was my third black and shade piece; I haven't yet been able to see how the first one came up, so since I was totally new to the way grey washes behave,  I still had no clue when it came to the second one... Thankfully I got a decent idea from that. 

I still find script quite difficult...  :c

This was a fix up from a home done piece that had blown out massively or dropped out in places. 

Okay,  so the rest aren't really changes,  more so just random stuff.  Here's all of us out for St Georges (which, I have to say,  is a shockingly under celebrated event... Like,  why do all the brits celebrate St Patrick's day, but not their own patron saint's? Total sense= 0). We were the only ones out around our town,  so we made up for everyone else with a 12 hour booze up.  Needless to say we were all fairly destroyed by 11,  after having a 10:30 start.  Oskar is regimented like that. 

Next up - which is probably the most exciting - our friends  Kim and Oskar are getting married. 

In Mexico. 

This is gonna be the first time that I've been away with friends,  and the best crack is that El  Dorado's seaside suites hotel is a five star hotel,  rated among the top romantic spots in the world.  We're talking jacuzzi in the bedroom man.  My purse is in flames and tatters, but I'm shitting myself hard with excitement. 

 This isn't likely the exact room,  but still,  there's a fucking towel swan on the bed. 

Towel.  Fucking.  Swan.  

Praise the Lord that it's an adults only hotel as well because tbh who wants snotty whingers ruining everything. There's about 16 of us going for ten days,  the majority of which will be dedicated to tanning,  boozing and floating in a ring.  Shame Kim can't swim really...  

Lastly,  here's a scribble. 

~~Another time y'all~~