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Lately I have been extremely fascinated by the human canvas, meaning people with tattoos.  While I personally do not have any tattoos I am intrigued by others who spend countless hours and time adding art to their bodies.  So what do I do to remedy this curiosity?  I create opportunity and ask Jerrod, a friend of a friend, to let me photograph him.  On his 18th birthday Jerrod skipped school to get his first tattoo.  When I asked Jerrod how many hours he had logged under the needle, he told me that he “stopped counting after 100 hours!”  Here are a few of my favorite images of Jerrod and his colorful, artful tattoos.

Hanging out in the back yard in front of what would have been my dream playhouse as a child!

This red door was the perfect background for several shots!

I couldn’t decide which image I liked better, between this image and the one below, so I decided to show both.

Can you tell what this tattoo is?  Yes, it’s a cross!

I really love this shot!

Detail shot of a tattoo on Jerrod’s calf.  What a beautiful piece of art!

Detail shot paying tribute to the parents!

Jerrod’s English Bulldog Bama licked my lens during this shoot!

Another detail shot!

Jerrod loves old things and so do I so we decided to do a few shots of him at his table which has been in his family for years.

One of my favorite shots.  Sorta looks like a most wanted shot but I love it anyway!

Wrapping up the shoot with a little bit of Scotch….yum!

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