I take pride in the fact that I can sit on a train and spot tattoos.
I'm not talking about the obvious, but the subtle.
Remember, I have been inkspotting for over four and a half years (!). I am adept ar detecting scribbles on feet, a word on an inner wrist, and the edges of sleeves peeking out from under sleeves.
Does this help me? Rarely. My general rule is, if I can't identify it, I won't ask someone about it.
Imagine, someone walking up to you and asking to see more of your barely visible ink. It reeks of creepiness, a characteristic I so desperately want to avoid, as it is well-documented that the world is full of people who do not respect tattooed people's boundaries, and often demand to see someone's tattoos, as if it is their right.
But, I digress.
This all started because I spotted an interesting shape on a guy's inner left wrist on the R train this morning. I wanted to ask him about it, but I didn't.
It was way too early for that.
1 comment:
Sometimes it can get a little annoying, wenn people want to see my tattoos. But in a way it´s aslo charming. I always show them, because they had the courage to come up to me and ask, so I´ll always give them want they want, the story behind the ink.
But like I said, annoying at times ;)
btw: Really cool blog!
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