I have three tattoos… with hopefully more to come soon.
I’m one of those people that gets a tattoo because it is something deeply meaningful, something that I want to always remember and keep with me. In each instance (so far), it’s something I personally struggle with and need to know that I’m okay on. I’m not that great with memorizing great quotes or things like that, so permanently inking the reminder on my skin seems like the best way to go. 🙂
My very first tattoo – a hamsa with the chai Hebrew symbol in the center- is about three years old. I got it for a number of very complicated reasons, of which the reader’s digest version is that it’s a reminder that God always has his hand on me and is giving me life.
Before getting the filigree add on, sitting in the lobby at Mothers
My other two tattoos are both Greek words. I have eirene (meaning peace) in Greek characters on my right forearm and parrhesia (meaning bold speech, or to ask for forgiveness for speaking boldly) also in Greek characters on my left forearm. I’ll show pictures of those later… for now, we’re just talking about my hamsa tattoo.
My hamsa tattoo has always been my favorite, because it’s just so pretty and also because of what it means to me. Lately, though, I felt like it needed some extra zing. So I stopped in at Mothers in Covington to talk about getting some filigree or something on either side of the hand. Chu originally did the hamsa so I wanted him to also do this add-on, which he happily was able to do!
I’d been waiting about 3 weeks for this appointment – Chu is really popular and is always booked out – and I was so excited when yesterday finally rolled around and it was time to get the filigree done. The whole thing took about an hour, which means I’ve had 4 hours of work on my back so far.
Sitting for the hamsa add-on … actually, Chu was wiping the finished work down at this point
That picture above cracks me up – I don’t know what I’m doing with my lips! Alex took this… he was sitting across from me the whole time. It’s probably good he didn’t sit by me because I would have squeezed his hands off. This particular tattoo wasn’t any more or less painful than other ones I’ve had ………… except for when Chu was going over my shoulder blades. That felt like a million tiny elves with daggers, dragging them along my back. Elves make all the difference.
My back was aflame!
So there you have it! The finished filigree. I can’t imagine my hamsa without it now – it was exactly what was missing! Chu matched the shading and everything perfectly; he is a genius with color. On a completely separate note, this was day 1 after having my roots touched up so my hair is looking extra yellow. And also pretty rockerish. Bonus!
Today all the redness is gone from the filigree. I can’t wait until it’s totally healed!