I love sunflowers. I have a sunflower tote bag
Sunflower seat cushions
sunflowers embroidered by Farfar
with amazing detail
I have a painting by my favorite artist, Ann Maree Beaman.
I have kitchen crocks lovingly chosen by my mother.
I even have a whole sunflower corner in my kitchen
Of course I grow them in my garden, though I can't understand why I have no pictures of them. I do have this favorite shot of my boys, taken three years ago. Sunflowers are grown as a crop all over our part of Colorado.
But my favorite sunflower is my sunflower tattoo. For as long as I can remember, I've wanted a tattoo. I find the meaning behind them and the artistic talent to create them endlessly fascinating. When I see a tattoo on someone, and have the opportunity to do so, I usually ask for the story. It's fascinating to me to hear all the different reasons people choose to use their body as a canvas for permanent art. My reason was to celebrate a hard fought personal victory, and to honor God's two most precious gifts, my boys. There was never any question about what my eventual tattoo would be, should The Engineer one day decide he was OK with it. (It's not that he's forbidden it, or prevented me, it's just that up until my victory, he couldn't understand, and found them unattractive. Despite my longing for a tattoo, I wasn't about to do something to my body that my hubby didn't find attractive.) So when my fight was over (which is a whole post by itself, not really on the sunflower theme) and I once again asked him if I could commemorate the occasion by finally getting a tattoo, he said, “Sure. I get it now.”
So on 8/21/10, with Best by my side, I got my tattoo. Here are a few shots of the process.
First he drew the outline of the design in pink sharpie. Then once we were decided on the final version, he drew over it in purple sharpie.
Next he did the outline of the whole design.
Then came the more time consuming coloring and shading.
He's a pretty well known tattoo artist. I had to wait six weeks for an appointment.
He worked my boys' initials into the vine.
Here's what it looks like today, all healed.
I'm very glad it's warmer weather, because now I get to display it daily. And smile when I see it.
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