At the Body Art Expo I could have easily been in the event's freak show as, "The Amazing Un-Tattooed Man!" Held at the Cow Palace I sojourned this past weekend. Tattoo artists with names like Bones and Chicken Wing were in the house to etch the epidermises of thousands of attendees. The hum of tattoo guns transfused with the smell of burning flesh -- and tattoo enthusiasts ate it up. The expo was essentially a day-long skin show-off party for people who run the gamut; from those seeking arty pin-up girl designs and tramp stamps, to outright gangstas tattoos. The crowd was intertwined with a combination of the curious, hardened tattoo enthusiasts, Hell's Angels, strippers, and first-time inductees. Attendees laid on tables like lifeless cadavers as tattoo administered their latest ink creations on the human canvases. |
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