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Madonna - feline style. And no, not the aging pop star.
This is the tat I got on my back to represent me and my only child, my daughter. Sort of a memorial, but not really. For I almost lost her to an attempted murder in 2000, but she survived. So I felt I needed to represent what she means to me by finding just the right tattoo.
For a long time, at least 4 years, I didn't know what I wanted to get. One day I was rearranging books on my bookshelves, and I ran across the original hardcover of Living Free. I flipped through the pages, and found this old photograph, I stopped short, and said, that's it, that's the one.
Now, my mom calls me Elsabeth, has since I was a child (I'm an Elizabeth.) I stayed up late every year of my childhood to watch Born Free when it was on TV. I could never have cats as a child (mom is allergic) so I had a little stuffed lion named Elsa.
(And a tiger named Susie, but that's a different story...
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So I knew this was the perfect tattoo for me. It took 8 hours over three sessions. (3, 3 and 2.) There is no outline and the entire tat was laid out in the first session, then redone to ensure it was dark enough to prevent too much future fading, then the final details and coloring was done at the end.
This is THE Elsa the Lioness with one of her cubs, taken directly from a black and white photograph (sorry about the lighting.) For the only color in the tat, the artist, Juli Moon, first looked into my eyes, then my daughter's. Here it is, it covers the upper middle of my back (the cub's nose was the spot that hurt the worst!):
This is the tat I got on my back to represent me and my only child, my daughter. Sort of a memorial, but not really. For I almost lost her to an attempted murder in 2000, but she survived. So I felt I needed to represent what she means to me by finding just the right tattoo.
For a long time, at least 4 years, I didn't know what I wanted to get. One day I was rearranging books on my bookshelves, and I ran across the original hardcover of Living Free. I flipped through the pages, and found this old photograph, I stopped short, and said, that's it, that's the one.
Now, my mom calls me Elsabeth, has since I was a child (I'm an Elizabeth.) I stayed up late every year of my childhood to watch Born Free when it was on TV. I could never have cats as a child (mom is allergic) so I had a little stuffed lion named Elsa.
So I knew this was the perfect tattoo for me. It took 8 hours over three sessions. (3, 3 and 2.) There is no outline and the entire tat was laid out in the first session, then redone to ensure it was dark enough to prevent too much future fading, then the final details and coloring was done at the end.
This is THE Elsa the Lioness with one of her cubs, taken directly from a black and white photograph (sorry about the lighting.) For the only color in the tat, the artist, Juli Moon, first looked into my eyes, then my daughter's. Here it is, it covers the upper middle of my back (the cub's nose was the spot that hurt the worst!):
