Some love them. Some hate them. Some honestly don’t care as long as it’s not a needle in their skin.
Personally, I love tattoos. So please forgive me if you find this post a little biased, and don’t hesitate to send me YOUR views on it.
Tattoos, to me, are a form of self expression. It’s having enough passion for a picture or word that you will take it to the grave, quite literally.
I have seven of them, and each of them has a special meaning or memory behind it, so I wouldn’t change them for the world.
My mother is also tattooed, as is my sister, my best friend, a fair few of my relatives and even more friends.
Tattoo’s aren’t what make a person. They decorate the persons skin, but it does not change who they are inside. And just because a person has a tattoo or two, it doesn’t automatically make them “tough”, or “gangsta” or even “hard-core”.
But to step over to the other side, I can see where people draw their conclusion about tattoos being “desecration” of a persons body.
My Grandfather has a running joke with my mother and I – “A person can go out with you for a week and never see the same picture twice!”
My Nan, even though she tells him to get over it, I believe thinks along the same lines.
My grandparents are well into their middle years so I can see how to them it is a waste of time, money and body space.
“In 1991, a five thousand year old tattooed man, ‘ötzi the ice man,’ made the headlines of newspapers all over the world when his frozen body was discovered on a mountain between Austria and Italy.
The skin bears 57 tattoos: a cross on the inside of the left knee, six straight lines 15 centimeters long above the kidneys and numerous parallel lines on the ankles.
The position of the tattoo marks suggests that they were probably applied for therapeutic reasons (treatment of arthritis).”
The statement above speculates that tattooing was apparent 5000 years ago or so – so it is by no means a recent development. however, the last ten years have seen a massive increase in the amounts of people getting tattooed, of both genders.
Perhaps the perception of tattoos is best defined by the next paragraph:
“For a long time, tattooing was the preserve of sailors and… criminals!
In prison, the tattoo – professionally done and homemade- indelibly imprint on their bodies what these men desire in their souls: autonomy and identity.
The ultimate symbol for gang members are their gang tattoos, getting a permanent mark is a sign of showing total commitment to the gang. These tattoos can reveal lots of things, like, who you are/what gang you’re in/ what your beliefs are (racist etc..), what you have done, where you have been, how many years you have been in jail (also referred to as ‘dead time’) and even things like how many you have killed.
Known symbols include teardrops under the eye as well as spider webs on the elbows to symbolize people killed.
I believe in my grandparents time, tattoos were a sign of evil things -and perhaps this is why they have carried forward into their lives today.
However, the time of the view that tattoos are only for the gangsters and the “dregs” of society has long passed. They are now a symbol for many things, not just gangs and murders.
What are your views on tattoos? Are they art? Or are they desecration to the body?
I would love as many opinions on this as possible!