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Tit 4 Tat
The Tat: happy to announce that for the first time, in a 17 year relationship with tattoos, I have finally found The One. If y’all know what I’ve been through to get this (and still going through), you’ll forgive my indulgence. Be prepared for endless posts featuring me my new tattoo together, joined at the hip (literally), insufferable, smug, cocooned in togetherness, spending Sunday afternoons in matching cashemere, discussing our matching taste in films at the our favourite after-hours coffee-arterie.
The Tit: If I can knock up at tit in 30mins, (am somewhere between liking and hating said tit), why don’t I say something like, “I hereby decree that will produce one drawing/photo/layout per day for 30 days.” . Now please note that I didn’t say that, I said I might be tempted to say something like that - if for no better reason, it’d be nice to think I’d be capable of the commitment. But then there’s the part of me that thinks, why inflict your mediocre drawings on people who come to your blog for legit artwork. Bit like building a fancy pants museum and then hanging your first year junior art project in it, innit?
Let’s see how long this lasts…
I am NOT an artist. I studied art to A-level standard and then quit before getting a qualification. I have no specific fine art qualification - I just draw things sometimes. I’m alright at copying stuff. I have neither that tolerance or the patience to be a real artist so serious kudos to those of you who manage that.
# Unfinished tit inspiration is a gift for my Grandma for Christmas, one I’ve been promising since I was about 8. I don’t like to rush these things you see…
