My Beloved Three Graces That I Sketched/monoprinted/sewed That I Didnt Get To Pick Up Years Ago Because

very few of my tattoos have meaning but this one is quite personal, its a reference to a lot of the art i've done over the years which is lovely and a reminder that creating things is something i'll always enjoy, but also i came up with the idea for it in the last potentially not good mental health period i had (too many drugs mixed with being confused about everything that was going on at the time) where i kept questioning if there was something after death and (not in a bad way) if i wanted to be on this earth and feeling like i was meant to just be floating around in another realm instead of being a person, it felt very similar to past periods i've had of feeling like i was somehow morally evil (which were normally accompanied by a lot of art with crosses and angels and feeling like i had to repent/i deserve to feel negatively about myself) and feeling somewhat spiritual and this tattoo feels like a way of maybe giving myself some grace(?) in those times and not embracing the thoughts i had in those times but admitting that, that was me and sometimes continues to be a part of me which is nice and feels relieving in some way and like i can move on

finally been in brighton long enough that i have a favourite corner shop (liquor hut store i am becoming quite fond of you)

Ran out of milk and my housemates milk isn’t open so I can’t steal it, time to channel seasoned black coffee drinker 17 year old me

gallery wall (my art, museum prints, charity shop prints, maps and old shirts)

manics 📸Mitch Ikeda ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

i think club stamps should be considered an art form

i’ve been looking real manly recently