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For five long years I donned rubber gloves,put a slap of vaseline down and proceeded to penetrate them slowly and deeply.I saw the look in their eyes as they lost their virginity all the while knowing that,for most,they'd be back for more.I watched as they writhed in pain and thought to myself,and sometimes out loud,"now this is therapy,it's about time somebody else suffered for my art.".For a few of them,I actually felt bad.For others,I wondered,"why in God's name would you trust some big fat sweaty hairy man,that you only just met a few minutes ago,to stick needles in your skin that'll leave a mark that'll last a lifetime?!".Truth be told,only one in a hundred of them actually gave a shit what was going in their skin.They only cared about how much it cost.Once they knew that our minimum charge was fifty bucks,their next question was always,"whut kin I git for fitty bucks?!"....and thus,the Fitty Dolla' Sideshow.I've been thinking a lot about the time I spent at Sin On Skin (the tattoo parlor in Rhode Island where I first poked colorful holes for a living).Five years is a long time to spend doing anything,even if it's something you love.I saw a lot during my time there,some of it I'd rather not think about.Some of it I need to think about just to get it out of my head.I need to excorcise the wannabe whiteboy gangstas,the giggle box girls(though I can't say honestly that I didn't kind of enjoy them),the bad ass muscle boys that turned to mush as soon as the needle hit,the brainless fad followers with their japanese symbols that'll only mean something to them if they carry the definition around with them and all of the members of the 'let's go get a tattoo cause we're drunk as shit'club.This time around I wanted to focus on the pain face.The face that every single one of them had right at the moment they realized,"oh shit,I'm getting a tattoo!!".Stay tuned though,as this is only your first view at the Fitty Dolla' Sideshow.Enjoy!! |
PAINFACE
painface 1
collector wishes to remain anonymous |
painface 2
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painface 3 |
painface 4 |
painface 5 |
painface 6 |
painface 7
private collection of carol parks |
painface 8 |
painface 9 |
painface 10
private collection of carol parks |
No tattoo parlor is complete without the added attraction of piercings.It always amazed me just how much metal people were willing to shove into places on their bodies that I always thought were meant for more pleasant activities.But,being a card carrying member of the body modification society,I tried to understand it.You want to stick a metal rod through your tongue because it 'supposedly enhances the sexual experience' (an all too often heard quote that made me cringe with each successive repetition)then who am I to deny all those dentists out there the opportunity to send their kids thru college repairing the damage you caused in between those many supposed sexual adventures( I say this because an equal amount of the aforementioned quoted already had the damn thing in their mouths when they said it leaving me wondering,if you have it wouldn't you know by now if it actually does anything?!).In any case,I never did any actual piercings myself but was around enough of them to discover one that almost made sense.One that made me consider a part of the human anatomy that I'd had very little reason to consider ever before.The male nipple.I hadn't been living under a rock or anything but I just hadn't put a whole lot of thought into men's nipples....Now,earrings,eyebrow rings,lip rings and even tongue rings are pretty much cosmetics if you will,but, the nipple piercing has a greater goal.It gives the male nipple a reason to exist.It gives the male nipple a purpose.........and that purpose is,to hold jewelry.Other than that they're pretty much relegated to the prehensile tail,no?!We don't have the ability to feed our young with them and I always felt like if a woman was willing to spend her time giving your nips a good tongue bath why waste all that energy there?! Piercings are a hell of a lot more painful than any tattoo as you need to jam a needle all the way through for it to be done right.They are quick but they're certainly no walk in the park for some folks.And men,being the pussies that we are when it comes to pain are particularly fragged when it comes to the nipple piercing.So,here's part two of the Fitty Dolla'Sideshow-The Purpose,to applaud all those suffering bastards who made the leap to have one or both done.I had my great niece Caitlyn help with choosing and applying some of the background colors as a further means for me to tap into the memories of that time.You see,she's a little five year old girl.And when that needle hit those nipples,for a brief ,moment,so were they.Enjoy!! |
THE PURPOSE
the purpose 1
privat collection of Sue Corbin
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the purpose 2
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the purpose 3
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the purpose 4
private collection of Dr.Rodney Chang
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the purpose 5
private collection of kim gatesman
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the purpose 6
collector wishes to remain anonymous
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the purpose 7
private collection of Dr.Rodney Chang
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the purpose 8
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the purpose 9
private collection of carol parks
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the purpose 10
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having been one of those guys who'd always wanted to be a tattoo artist,I
fully had no idea what to expect when I became one.Like most,I always
thought that such places as tattoo parlors were the domain of the wicked.The
drunks,the bikers,the old school sailors and the sideshow freaks,my
people.I wasn't completely wrong,as it were,but the GiggleBox Girls
were an unexpected fine smelling tittering jiggling addition to that
list.I speak of those wild traveling packs of just-turned-18-year-olds
who's bonding rituals included a trip to the tattoo parlor where they
let the big scary man stick needles in them.They usually rolled in a
group of three or more to provide comfort and solace during the painful
festivities.Once the incessant,"should I do it??Oh,my Dad's gonna'kill
me...oh my god,I'm gonna'do it,should I??...should I get the sun and
moon or the dolphins...or a butterfly....or a belly piering....oh my
god,oh my god,oh my god...you're going first!!"portion of the show
was over.For most of them,they couldn't give a shit what we were doing,once
the process started,as long as it was going to be over soon.The short
list of options that they usually restricted themselves to included
the aforementioned sun and moon,the dolphins,the butterflies,as well
as the angels,the hearts,the teddy bears and the ever popular japanese
symbol(or kanji for you purists out there).But none proved to be more
popular,shriek inducing and the biggest pain in the ass to do on most
of them than the lower back tribal.All in all,not a very original bunch
but they did look and smell wonderful(save for the ones who thought
that tight pants,a half shirt and a bulging beer gut was sexy......egads...)and,deep
down,I knew,if it hadn't been for the fact that I was the big scary
man sticking needles in them,they wouldn't have given me the time of
day otherwise. |
gigglebox girl 1
private collection sue corbin
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gigglebox girl 2
collector wishes to remain anonymous |
gigglebox girl 3 |
gigglebox girl 4
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gigglebox girl 5 |
gigglebox girl 6 |
gigglebox girl 7
collector wishes to remain anonymous |
gigglebox girl 8 |
gigglebox girl 9 |
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