I've been thinking about tattoos for a long time. I would consider myself a tattoo person, if I weren't so wary of committing myself to one forever and ever and ever (well, till I die. Or have it removed. I guess it's really not forever at all). And given that I think of myself as somewhat Buddhistic (is that a word?) at my core, if not in practice, I feel conflicted about the idea of doing something so inherently... materialistic. Still, I am very drawn to the ritualistic, symbolic aspects of tattoos, and the idea of claiming my body, and to the base aesthetic appeal.
I go through crests of time when I'm more interested in getting a tattoo, and right now I'm in the riding along in one of them. I think it's because I'm turning 28 in a couple of weeks, and I feel kind of like 28 is my 30. When I went to the awesome psychic a few years ago, she talked about the Saturn Return, and how I needed to get myself together by that time, otherwise I'd be working on the same issues for the next 30 years. Suddenly I'm really feeling that. I want to find my place in life and just be. Probably with a tattoo. Or tattoos.
I've been searching for a tattoo artist who matches my imagined aesthetic for years, to no avail. And then, somehow, I came across Nomi Chi. Whose aesthetic I looooove. Who, miraculously, is based in Vancouver. As was I. For years. And over Christmas. But I find her today, as I decide I want a birthday tattoo. Now. And live in Halifax. (Where she has apparently tattooed before, and may again. But not now.)
And I am very annoyed.