I think the bamboo signifies freedom, spiritual awareness and understanding. I also like the nice touch of the classic ink on the arm, it says: I like to be different, but I also like to be mainstream.
Maybe you’d like a pink tattoo like that? Head down to your local Asian tattoo parlor and ask for a red or pink ink tattoo… oh but you’d be so wrong… you’d be so very wrong.
Let me explain how that lovely tattoo on the left was made and I really hope you’d have lunch already.
As you have undoubtedly guessed this is going South; like down to Arkansas. What you see above is a new kind of tattoo referred to as a “scar tattoo“. It seems to be a new fad among people that think classic tattoos, African skin-rings and other kinds of body modifications just don’t cut it anymore.
Scar tattoos are made just like you might horrifically imagine they are made; by more or less ripping the flesh off in patterns creating scars that match the design or pattern you are trying to have done.
So that bamboo above was the equivalent of someone running a carrot peeler down your back, taking out the first few layers of skin with it. While I had to admire the artist that actually made torture and attempted murder end up looking like a set of pretty damn nice bamboo, I have to wonder what drove the person that got them to go through with it… god only knows how they get the strength to sit through this. I would pass out as soon as I saw the tools.
There are a couple of examples online of people getting this done on their face and some other designs that look… interesting.
What kind of infection risk is there to getting this done? It’s like paying money to have someone stab you in a really creative way: “Here’s $100, stab a smiley face into my stomach… the guys will think that’s hilarious”.
The most unholy part of this process is the inevitable issues of what you do with the peelings that are coming off of the person you are working on…
Quite a bit different than the carrot shavings you run down the disposal… these all look like little tiny penises… or tape worms.
I also think that is a pile of razor blades next to the pile of flesh just incase you were wondering.
The only reason I’m able to type this out, is because of the off chance it’s making you sick… if I can make at least one person barf then I’ve done my job. That’s what the internet is all about; cat videos and shock-porn.