There is an incredible disconnect between
the majority of collectors and lovers of Japanese woodblock prints and the
world of tattoo. And yet if said devotees are not too narrow in their focus
they are more than aware of the fact that tattoos play a fairly prominent
role in the history of ukiyo-e design. Of course, the first artist who comes
to mind is Kuniyoshi who must have stunned his world with his dramatic
creations of figures from the Water Margins. But it is one thing for a
person to look at a dramatic image created on a piece of paper more than one
hundred and fifty years old and the real-life world of today's tattoo
studio. That is why we started this section.
I count myself lucky that my path in both
time and space has crossed that of both a local tattoo artist and an
amenable young man, J.W., who agreed to let me follow the progress of a
full arm tattoo. Unfortunately, I was a little late in arriving and so
missed the very first stages, but I am sure from the images I will be
providing you will be able to extrapolate backwards to when his arm was
totally bare.
But before I show you some of the images I
want to say a few more words about the cultural divide. Back in the 1950s,
pre-Beatles and long hair, good boys and girls were never or astronomically
rarely tattooed. There was an edgy underworld of drunken sailors, pimps and
ex-cons who sported "MOM" in a heart design on their chests or arms or some
codified form of flash art which seemed to hearken back to the 1930s or
earlier, but they were the rarities and they never showed up in 'polite'
society. This was the age before the prevalence of gang tattoos. The
darker undercurrents were made visible to the general public only in movies
by types like the vanilla-angst-teen-heart-throb James Dean or the steamy
ex-boxer-motorcycle-riding-wife-beating-tee-shirt-wearing Marlon Brando. But
they were just acting. As far as I know neither man had a real tattoo. If
they did it really doesn't matter to me because, like I said, good boys and
girls never got tattoos back then.
Now let's leap forward a few decades. Its
funny how counter-culture becomes mainstream. Who would have ever thought
that the blue-blood-country-club-golfing-ivy-league-elite would have spawned
a whole generation of tattoo wearing children who in many cases are also
pierced? Not those good old folks who grew up in the privileged white bread
days of the 50's and 60's. And what about the grandparents? My goodness.
Heavens to Betsy! How things have changed.
(And yet some people never change. At the
same time that one group is rushing forward another remains glued to the
past. Sports is a great place for viewing this clash. None or almost none of
the champion San Antonio Spurs have tattoos. But watch them play the New
Jersey Nets some time or any other team for that matter and the contrast is
striking. Then there is Dennis Rodman who is in a category all his own. And
what about Johnny Damon? Would he or wouldn't he? George Steinbrenner bans
beards and long hair. For $52,000,000 for a four-year contract I would cut
my hair too. Actually I would cut it for a hell of a lot less. Make me an
offer.)
Below are a series of pics of J.W.s right
arm. We hope to be adding to this group until the image of the dragon is
complete. And for your edification and perhaps your sometimes queezy
edification we are going to show the process too. While this method is
considerably different than that practiced in Japan in the early nineteenth
century the end result is pretty much the same. We hope you enjoy the
journey. Oh, and thanks once again to the cooperation of the tattoo artist
and the amenable young man. |