Photos by Sydney photographer Daniel Boud
I think i just accidentally gave myself a little black dot tattoo. I was sucking on my felt tip pen and it dropped from my mouth, in an attempt to catch it i jabbed the pointy end into my chest. It dug in fairly deep and has left little black spot.
I still have a grey spot on my index finger from where my sister stabbed me with a lead pencil when we were kids. I think i was attacking her with scissors at the time so it wasn’t entirely undeserved.
That’s my mundane blog post for the week.
Dan you are so rock n roll…
Our uncle once tattooed himself (while he was in prison) with a broken biro and a razor blade…. Love and Hate on his knuckles.
He could also bend nails and pins between his bicep and forearms.
On occasion he would eat lit ciggies too!
…we don’t see much of him anymore…
It starts with a dot,then its a blob and before you know it your whole body is a canvas of mermaids, love-hearts, skulls and various tats reading ‘mum’. You better get help before its too late.
further proof that you shouldn’t get writer’s block topless… it’s dangerous people!
Hold on, how in the name of Mary and the baby orphans can you stab yourself in the chest with a felt tip pen???
A sharpened biro yes, a quill even…but a felt tip???
The nib of the pen is a little metal cone with a thin black felt tip pointing out the end. The tip is about a millimetre thick. In my haste to catch the pen i did give it quite a jab. It even drew blood. So hardcore.
can we see a pic of this inkwork? phwoar!
Aha!, finally the truth comes out – that you were the one that started it, after years of ‘my little sister stabbed me with a pencil, dislocated my jaw, threw a metal medallion at my head in an attemp to kill me…’ (boo hoo hoo) you admit that I may have been provoked!
Annie, the passing of time has given me new insight into the mental anguish i may have caused in order for you to lash out with violence. Peace be with you sister.
And elmo, i won’t be posting pics of my glorious, newly spotted man boobs for everyone on the internerd to ogle.
Is this a cry for help? Doesn’t the Canon S60 fill the hole in you life anymore?
No cry for help. My camera continues to fill the gaping void in my life. Though i haven’t been taking as many pics lately. Heavens… maybe something is wrong (or right)…