“which one?” is my usual response, even though I’m fairly certain that the one that is being referred to is the one that “looks like barbed wire.” it’s still so unnatural to me to have people just staring at them, and while it’s awkward, I’d rather that people ask questions instead of silently analyzing me. just please don’t touch me if I don’t know you… no, my arm does not turn 360°.
for my nineteenth birthday, my dad drove the two of us to Chicago to Lollapalooza to see Black Sabbath, and then a few days later he gave me a gift certificate to pay for my first tattoo. let’s just say that my mom and grandmas weren’t the happiest about that. it took me a few months, but on the twenty-ninth of May, 2013, I went down to Door County Tattoo and Polly set me up for my first taste of addicting pain. my dad came with me and ended up getting another one while he was there. I feel that I can get away with the cliché “forever young” tattoo since it’s my last name, and therefore I always will be Young. I always knew that this would be my first tattoo, I just thought it was going to be a few years before I got it. I fell in love with this font a long time before I got it permanently inked onto my skin, and a few months later, I officially adopted it for my watermark too.
my Dark Songs raven (designed by the multi-talented Geri X) is of course for my Holiday Music Motel family. I got it exactly one year after my forever young tattoo. customarily, each star symbolizes each year after your first Dark Songs. this would mean that I’m six behind, but for me, my one star represents Dark Songs 2010, the first time that I was really around for an event at the Holiday. that was the week that changed my life and the reason that I decided to stay here.
I purposely got both of my first tattoos on May twenty-ninth to add some happy memories to that day because I was annoyed by something that once happened on that day. I have a thing for numbers and twenty-nine has just stuck out too many times, for positive and negative reasons.
(for what it’s worth, I really just am in love with fresh tattoo photos when there’s red annoyed skin and the tattoo is not only the brightest it will ever be but also puffed up from the skin. both of my tattoo artists - two of the most wonderful and gracious and incredible women: Polly and Tara - have said that my skin is a beautiful canvas which is why I try to avoid the outdoors and keep my skin extra pale.)
it was nearly two years before I got my next tattoo on May 4, 2016. I get a lot of questions and compliments on the little girl. She’s from the Oliver Jeffers’ book The Heart and the Bottle. I am a big fan of Oliver, from his handwriting to his artwork to his stories. for a quick synopsis of the story, there is a little girl who learns a lot from her grandfather, and when he dies, she puts her heart in a bottle so she no longer has to feel anything, and therefore she stops exploring the world around her. she meets a little girl who is able to get the heart out of the bottle (that’s the image I have on my arm) and she goes back to the wonder of the world. paired with a 333 in Billy Triplett’s handwriting, this one is for the ones who have passed before me and a reminder to always learn and explore.
this was my first time working with Tara, and I think she was amused by my desire to not cover any of my freckles. I don’t hate any of them, but there are some that I truly love more than others, like the clump next to the little girl’s head. Tara’s done more than half of my tattoos by this point, and it makes me so happy every time I go into her studio for a consultation or some needle therapy.
only a month later, on the ninth of June, Geri and I went in to get a little surprise SBSF tattoo. she somehow managed to get pat to write the lyrics to the Timbuk3 song Wake Up Little Darlin’ (which she does a beautiful cover of), and we pulled out the line “bad dreams don’t last forever” with Tambourine lightning bolts on either end. pat was going through chemo at the time, but it’s become a personal daily reminder for me. no matter what crazy and heartbreaking stuff my life may bring, it’s not going to last forever.
on the first of March, 2017, I had a consultation for my next tattoo. there was a snowstorm, so there weren’t really a lot of people out, and both places I had appointments that day were pretty quiet because of people cancelling due to the weather. I brought some extra artwork with me to the consult, not expecting that Tara would have extra time. I was running on only a few hours of sleep after a couple terrible phone calls the night before. Tara had time for a little zap, so I added the last “love” from the lyrics of Deeper Kind of Love (in the late great Chris Aaron’s handwriting) added to my arm. it was perfect for redirecting the pain, and I’ve been told that it’s also a reminder that love hurts.
eight weeks later, it was time for number six. Luna Lovegood is my favorite character from Harry Potter because she is a positive influence showing that it’s okay to be weird and have beliefs that not everyone agrees with. this is another one designed by Geri, and colored by Tara. Luna wears these spectrespecs to see the wrackspurts (invisible creatures that floated through one’s ears causing their brain to go fuzzy - thank you Harry Potter wiki for the correct info on that). these winged glasses have the word “SANE” in them for Luna’s quote, “Don’t worry. You’re just as sane as I am.” it’s okay, I think you’re weird too, but weird people are wonderful.
lucky number seven was obtained on the third day of 2018, and it was Tara’s first session of the year! I feel honored to have been that person this year. let’s start by first stating that it is a rooster and not a chicken or rainbow chicken, and we found the image through a google search. he’s beautiful, but the thirteen colors - especially the tail, which was layers on a tender spot - were brutal. not only was my dad’s first tattoo a rooster on the same upper arm that I chose, but I was born in the year of the rooster. rooster years, according to some website that I read about Chinese new years, are hard, but notoriously so for those of us who are roosters. the last year of the rooster started on January 28, 2017 and ended on February 15, 2018. it was a rollercoaster year for me, and I wanted to get something to commemorate that. a rooster seemed quite perfect.
I’m not sure what my next tattoo will be, but I am fairly certain that I know what I’m going to have done next year on May twenty-ninth. it’s a secret, but I’ll say that it comes from a great book that I read earlier this year.
141/365 :: Monday 21 May 2018
a drive out to see the blooming cherry orchards. I feel like it's usually cloudy when I go for these photos each year, but looking back to last year's, there was more blue in the sky.
142/365 :: Tuesday 22 May 2018
I wasn't too impressed with this book, but I did finish it to know what happened. let's just say it didn't go the way I was really expecting it to go. lots of Van Gogh references, and I do like the quote on the front.
143/365 :: Wednesday 23 May 2018
I drove down to Two Rivers for the first time to wander around a little bit. that clock is definitely not correct, but I really like these signs.
144/365 :: Thursday 24 May 2018
I finished Stay Sweet yesterday and will be starting The Odds of Lightning today. Stay Sweet was the perfect light read to get into the summer spirit. the ice cream stand in the book reminds me of the one I used to walk to when I was growing up. Sally's Super Soft Serve is no longer around, and they ended up building a dentist office on the property, which makes me laugh when I drive by.
145/365 :: Friday 25 May 2018
tree update: Friday was windy and all of the petals blew off of the trees downtown. they don't look as pretty, but I think those white flowers were what was smelling weird on Third, so I won't be too annoyed. they'll be back next May.
146/365 :: Saturday 26 May 2018
forever honored to support and represent TWLOHA.
147/365 :: Sunday 27 May 2018
someone bought a shower curtain with this image on it from my Society6 shop, and that makes me laugh. I want to know who you are and I want to see a picture of it in its new home!
Wednesday 4 April 2018
some early spring snow. early because just ten days later, we would get a blizzard with thirty inches right after this snow melts. anyway, it called for a drive to the boat launch to appreciate all of the different textures of winter.
Thursday 19 April 2018
a drive to Fond du Lac. maybe I missed something, but I wasn't too impressed after driving a loop through the downtown district. I ended up at this park on Lake Winnebago (I think), and I got out to take some pictures while listening to The Lumineers' Cleopatra. the dead fish photo is necessary because just a year earlier, I was parked at Kohl's in Sheboygan by a dead seagull. but back to 2018, later that day found me crying so hard in the Sam's Club parking lot (while Supercut played) that my nose started bleeding. it was a weird day, from dessert and coffee in Appleton at SAP to a sunset in the Aldi parking lot, but life is weird and here we are.
Thursday 26 April 2018
sunset walk downtown.
I don’t miss you. I miss the person I thought you were.
this one's for you. and you. and you and you. and maybe you, too.
134/365 :: Monday 14 May 2018
I've been curious about a few signs on my way to Green Bay. I stopped at the Red River County Park to enjoy a nice view and a swing on the playground.
135/365 :: Tuesday 15 May 2018
when your shoes are completely falling apart because they're somewhere between three and five years old but you don't know if you should replace them with the same color or a different one. (featuring a purple paint stain from camp and a bleach stain from the motel.)
136/365 :: Wednesday 16 May 2018
zoom lens + leaning out of windows = so many blossom photos.
137/365 :: Thursday 17 May 2018
another angle of my favorite tree.
138/365 :: Friday 18 May 2018
Hannah's pretty chalk art always makes me smile.
139/365 :: Saturday 19 May 2018
waking up from the rain.
140/365 :: Sunday 20 May 2018
some of this week's library books. I'm really excited to get to read to the kids about Amelia Earhart!
127/365 :: Monday 7 May 2018
photos in my bedroom, including a great quote on a TWLOHA shirt.
128/365 :: Tuesday 8 May 2018
I know my way around a kitchen a little more than people seem to think.
129/365 :: Wednesday 9 May 2018
I have a type.
130/365 :: Thursday 10 May 2018
I've had these flowers for about ten or eleven years now, and they've lived with me in three bedrooms. it wasn't until I took this picture that I realized how much they've faded from pink to white from the sun.
131/365 :: Friday 11 May 2018
it makes me sad to see the things I carry on my keys getting beat up (like my sweet little niffler, who just likes shiny things), but I guess that's what happens to the things you have with you every day. I met someone this weekend who has the exact same pepper spray, and apparently it's a gel, not a spray, and that's better in case it's windy.
132/365 :: Saturday 12 May 2018
I love watching this tree through the seasons. soon it will be full of white blossoms!
133/365 :: Sunday 13 May 2018
I would like my very own Sam, please.
120/365 :: Monday 30 April 2018
I just really love this necklace and my hair at this length.
121/365 :: Tuesday 1 May 2018
it had been a really long time since I last walked a bridge loop.
122/365 :: Wednesday 2 May 2018
I was super excited to receive an advance reader's copy of Retta's book! I love Parks & Rec, and she is just hilarious.
123/365 :: Thursday 3 May 2018
I used to really love TJ Maxx. I find it very overwhelming now. there are just too many things! I went to the Marshall's in Green Bay for the first time, and while I know that TJ Maxx and Marshall's are the same thing, this store just seemed cleaner and less overwhelming. I ended up getting three shirts, a pair of pants, and this dress for fifty dollars. shopping for clothes is hard when you decide to only wear black and grey, so scoring six items (another black dress at Target, too) in one day is a pretty big deal for me.
124/365 :: Friday 4 May 2018
I used to really hate oatmeal. but then I tried NatureBox's oatmeal because I love NatureBox, and now I love oatmeal too.
125/365 :: Saturday 5 May 2018
when Door County Living answers the questions you don't know how to ask.
126/365 :: Sunday 6 May 2018
I will never not be that creepy person taking photos from my apartment window.
113/365 :: Monday 23 April 2018
I send a lot of mail, because mail makes people smile.
114/365 :: Tuesday 24 April 2018
sometimes I forget that I have so many freckles. some of my favorites are on my arms. I think Tara might have thought I was weird when I first started going to her for tattoos and I would always ask her to avoid my freckles. they're kind of like natural tattoos. I don't know. I just really like them.
115/365 :: Wednesday 25 April 2018
I'm really impressed with myself for keeping these plants alive for eight months now.
116/365 :: Thursday 26 April 2018
I'm still about six months behind on this podcast because I started listening in January, but with breaking news like this, I had to listen as soon as I could. I've also been enjoying the sudoku puzzles from the New York Times lately.
117/365 :: Friday 27 April 2018
I just love this view and sticking half of my body out of a window. sunrise is actually the best, but it's too early for me to want to get up to see it on a regular basis.
118/365 :: Saturday 28 April 2018
another stack of library books.
119/365 :: Sunday 29 April 2018
always looking nicest on the twenty-ninth.
a photographer with the desire to hide behind the camera a little less and let the light shine through.