So, this past Thursday, I had my final session with Troy Talmadge an incredible tattoo artist in Lynn, Ma. Troy is fantastically easy to work with. He’s an artist with a unique, lyrical vision. I highly recommend him, but I will warn you, because his work is high quality, you may have to wait a bit for an appointment. It’s well worth the wait. I already have another one in mind. I don’t think I’ll work on this design for 20 years though.
I’ve had this design, in various incarnations, in my head for over twenty years, since, while in the deepest, darkest part of my life, I stumbled upon the works of Robert Anton Wilson.
As I wrote here, I truly believe Wilson’s works saved my life, or, more accurately, enabled me to save my own life.
Why the tattoo? It’s partly commemoration, partly a reminder of truths easily forgotten, partly a wake up call. Perhaps it’s a sigil. Perhaps it’s a link to archetypal power. Perhaps it’s there just to confuse the enemy.
23 skidoo, baby, 23 skidoo.
Oh, and so far I have 40 pages of my script done for ScriptFrenzy. I’ll update my page count Sunday evening, after I put the next block of dialog in.