At just 17, when I was a senior in high school, I decided I wanted to get a tattoo. All of my friends thought I was crazy. Tattoos were just starting to become mainstream, but mostly they were still seen as something bikers and rockstars get. But I didn’t care. I wanted one. Not a skull or snake or anything, but a pretty tattoo. Art has always been an important part of my life. My grandmother was a wonderful artist and she encouraged me to get my creative on. Some of my best memories as a child are watching her …read more