Birthdays are for new tattoos.

I've wanted to get a sleeve for ages, but the question was what. I had a few ideas in mind, but after Charlotte started visiting Paulys Tattoo in Southampton, I fell in love with a type of tribal tattoo that I hadn't really seen before. I basically associated tribal with any kind of pikey-looking crap and it didn't appeal. Paul is something of a specialist in this area, and all the patterns and designs on his arm and wall made me decide that this was where I wanted to go with my left sleeve (I'm going to go for a more new-skool, bright coloured, floral thing for my right sleeve - yes, I'm already planning it!).

Being the talented guy Paul is, I had no trouble just telling him to do whatever he wanted, so he freehanded some ideas onto my arm this morning, then started jabbing away at me. Incidentally, this is one of the very few occasions where it's ok for another guy who isn't your boyfriend to shave you.

He's about two thirds done on the line work (about a fifth overall) and I fucking love it. The way he's incorporated by bass clef and the ideas for detail and my upper arm are just what I wanted. If you're looking for something similar, definitely check him out - he's an amazing artist, and a really good bloke.

EAT THE PAIN!

I can confirm that elbow-bisecting line work FUCKING hurts. I ate a considerable amount of the pain for this.

(Expertly taken by Charlotte, who can barely lift my camera!)