1. Fine line maple seed on a super cool chick! #tattoo#fineline#maple#mapleseed#helicopter

  2. Policeman half sleeve on the go #tattoo#drawing#sketch#police#justice#art

  3. Pre-bed sketch. #art#drawing#portrait#sketch

  4. Coverup step one! #tattoo#roses#rosary#flowers#coverup

  5. Ornamental. #tattoo#ornamental#filigree#ancanthus

  6. Coverup for tonight! #tattoo#drawing#art#dragon#peony#flower#coverup#sketch#art

  7. This is absolutely gorgeous. I so want to tattoo like this!

    (Source: skindeeptales, via fuckyeahtattoos)


  8. "I was by myself for a pretty long time. I needed to do that. I think everyone that I know has wanted to do that or needed to do that at some point. I think when you spend enough time when it’s quiet around you and you don’t open your mouth for three or four days, there’s parts of your brain that can kind of rest. I think when we’re out in the world and we have to talk to people, we edit ourselves. You know, we have to like, act a little bit. As honest as we may be as humans, when we’re out here, we’re all kind of wearing mirrors on our faces. You know, constantly reacting to how to react to the people around you. And I think when you’re alone for a long enough time, you can feel a lot more peace."

    Justin Vernon, speaking about living in his father’s cabin for three months when writing For Emma, Forever Ago (via paveo)

    reblogging this every time I see it. only love for this man. 

    (via forgetwherewewere)

    (Source: allyourloveiswasted, via ifollowedfires)


  9. Wanderers

    Our are eyes wanderers,
    walking an endless path of their own choosing;
    Bouncing and bobbing like a ship at sea without anchor.
    Though the captain charts his course by the stars,
    It is the waves that determine their going.

    Our eyes are restless
    Never finding reprieve in even the deepest of slumbers.
    Even while the whole sleeps,
    they never cease in their searching.

    Pulled and pushed by all that is around me
    Encapsulated by beauty and wonder in equal measure as hardship and pain,
    We are seeing yet not always perceiving.

    Everywhere I look I’m surrounded by
    Fantastical sights, real and manufactured
    Placed to steal my attention
    Moment by moment
    But nothing can hold it.

    Our eyes are never satisfied.
    It is no more than a moment passed once we have found what we are looking for, that again we are looking away.
    Looking elsewhere, searching once more.

    Our eyes are fleeting,
    flipping through the crowd.
    Never resting on one for more than a second, lest we reveal our humanity.
    Lest we open ourselves to the wandering eyes of others.

    Until I set my eyes on you.
    It was your face that held my gaze;
    Your eyes that matched my stare.
    For once I could not look away
    Your eyes held mine in a way that spoke more than words ever could.

    My eyes had found their peace, their home in you.
    For a moment they could rest, cease their searching,
    Because in that moment I knew
    Eyes were made to wander, but mine are set on you.


  10. ksuwbi asked: YOY ARE CRAZY TALENTED OMG

    Thanks for all the love! :)