The last 5 months?  Where do I start?

I’ve been apprenticing to be a tattoo artist and it has taken over my life.  The opportunity fell in my lap and was a sudden change in trajectory.  I do manual labor, live in indentured servitude, and trace things all day:

I tattooed myself, but it’s not the first time.  It took 3 hours, I almost passed out, and it was not easy in the least.  

Tattooing is nothing like drawing.  All things considered, not too shabby:

Sometimes amidst all this nonsense I find a quiet moment and still try to draw:

Change is afoot, hopefully for the best, but I’ve got a lot of work ahead of me.  In the meantime, 2010 has worn me to the bone, and cannot roll over and die soon enough.  See y’all next year!