Buck Holland – Tattoo
I was in my early twenties and had a friend who was getting work done by Walt Dailey, Jr., the man who would eventually tattoo me—and then several years later, teach me to tattoo. Before all that though, I remember looking at my friend Rob’s fresh work and thinking, that black is so velvety black, so black, so definitive, so permanent . . . I couldn’t stand it. I knew I had to get tattooed. Then years later, I knew I had to tattoo others. Few events in life change a person in so many ways and so quickly as getting tattooed.