Shelley Jackson’s Skin project, a 2095-word story published exclusively in tattoos, one word each on as many willing volunteers, so it can never be read in its proper order, but just exists, pulsing, out in the world at all times.
This is my first tattoo I got just over a year ago. I have been pretty obsessed with trees my entire life and always knew I would want one on my back, it took a lot of convincing my parents but once I told them I was gonna get the tree shading over our entire backyard they were pretty down for it. Anyways I think I have the nicest tramp stamp in the world.
I love tattoos, but I don’t think I’ll ever get one. There’s nothing I’d ever want permanently and I don’t want to rule out any careers that use the body, but I fully appreciate/envy the art that people choose to display on their bodies.