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Final Ink: The 6149 Tattoo
My tattoo is finally healed. That took a lot longer than I expected.
The story of the "6149" tattoo can be found here and here:
Welcome to My Life Tattoo Part II: Final Ink...for now
Here is the finished goods:
- Inside arm: Highway 61 & 49 signs
- Back of arm: gramophone & 45 rpm record spindle
- Outside of arm: Heart with wife's name, roses, decorated skull
The Continual Process of Self-Making...
The 6149 is in the perpetual state development. Please be patient while I hoist the antenna, recover the satellites and dance beneath the diamond sea with one hand waving free. This is The Continual Process of Self-Making. Buy the ticket, take the ride. Tonight's Specials: The Existential Blues. The Gonzo Way. The Great Magnet.The Lure of Going Around. Turning Pro. All One Song. Live Free of Die. R-Directed Thinking. Non-Linear Living. The Ballad of Free Labour & The Death of the American Dream. Writing your own script. The Front Row. The Coin & The Cliff. Striking Sparks. The Psychic Anchor. The 3-L's. The Highgrounds. The Few. The Symbols: Skulls, Forks, 45 Spindles, Horseshoes, Hearts. Tomorrow's Answers: None...
Its not the rings on my tree...
Did you know the age of trees can be determined by their tree-ring date? The more rings on the tree, the older it is.
This Sunday I get a new ring.
I am not concerned about my rings...at all. I am more concerned about my roots, branches and leaves. I'm looking forward to a simple celebration, one that is light on the material and heavy on the meaningful.
Roots: I am going to celebrate with my wife. Full stop. Right there, that is enough for me. But, I am also going to think of my familiy back home in the States.
Branches: I have some good friends here that I am going to celebrate with as well. I'll be tapping toes and popping tops with the fellas down at the record shop as well as my other fellow music loving freaks. I have made many, many good friends through my love of music (see here for my collection...95% Fat Free).
Leaves: The leaves...? The leaves are my interests that make me, me. On a gusty day the leaves start jumpin and swaying. A big wind is blowing into Sydney this weekend: Booker T. Jones is playing with the Drive-By Truckers backing him up. Booker T. is a legend. He and the MGs held the beat for a generation of natural soul senders; artists and fans alike. The DBTs ain't no window dressing either. Booker T & The DBTs on my birthday weekend...a full force gail.
So, if I were a tree, I wouldn't be counting my rings. Roots, branches and leaves...that's the plan. Just for kicks...If I was a tree, I would be a Elm. Why not. I'm from Keene NH..."The Elm City".
On a sidenote...I always play a particular Johnny Cash song on my birthday: "Old Chunk of Coal".
Johnny Cash was a tree. He was a Mighty Oak.
