Its a little delicate tribal piece with cherry blossoms of my lower back. I was 16, i had been going on about getting a tattoo for ages. So my dad to stop me from going to a bad artist took me to a friend of his who was brilliant. so i wanted something delicate that wouldn't fade etc. my dad is actually rather against visible things so i was only aloud it in the spot, but the more work i've got them more accepting he is of them. Its kinda funny though, he thought that if he took me for one i wouldn't want any more, but as soon as i had my first i spent a year planning the rest of my art work, i love my ink and couldn't see myself without it. It was a great experience being able to share my first tattoo with my dad, as we arnt very close and don't have many special memories but that was always a great one, since he opened his mind enough to let me have my ink, he also got himself a little piece to :]

My second sleeve filled with characters from comic books that i used to love as a child, such as lenore the cute little dead girl. i want my arm filled with strange cute little beings. I don't know what it is but something about them just make me smile, i love that form of art work, i've always been drawn the the darker forms of art work, i just love everything about it the detail or simplicity, i could look and appreciate it all day.