At the beginning of the Summer it was time. I did not say no, because I knew he would then have it made somewhere else and choose a silly motif he would regret the rest of his life. So I thought it was better talking about it and telling him to really should think about it. He did, and ended up with a design made of his initials: TGI. “I will always have my name.”, he said. He designed it himself, and I think it is really great:
Here are some photos from the day:
The motif is discussed.
The outlines are finished, son is proud.
The needle is in the skin.
It burned a bit, uncle is having fun.
Brother and I had several days before made him very nervous, you simply have to make fun of those bold teenagers. He was very surprised how little it did hurt, and brother said that son was one of the few men who did not whine at all.
So it was son’s first (and hopefully only) and brother’s last tattoo.