MY DAD
Since I was a little girl ive been arount tattooing. My dad always had his own personal set up in our garage wherever we lived where he would tattoo his buddies and sometimes even strangers , but there was always someone wanting a tattoo from my dad. I would sit and watch him work for hours. To all my dads friends I was his little sidekick. Sometimes he would even let me spray the alchol before he wiped. When I was ten years old my dad taught me how to use a tattoo gun and soon after let me tattoo a small flower on the side of his foot. I've always been so intrigued and entertained by the process. As I started to take art classed in high school I realized I had talent. I was pretty good at drawing pencil to paper and even paintbrush to canvas, all my art teachers loved seeing my work. My dad always encouraged my brother and I to draw out our imagination and express our thoughts through pictures. So that's what I plan to do for the rest of my life. I dream to one day become a professional tattoo artist and make my dad proud.
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