Many people know me as an optimistic, joyous person; so much so that a former colleague ever mentioned behind my back if I am psychologically okay. I believe it was, simply put, my cheerful personality but life does throw occasional curveballs.
And one did last year, resulting in extreme stress at work that even my frequent overseas trips fail to keep it at bay. I questioned my worth, my future and nothing seemed to be able to pull me out from the deep trough I fell into. It was depressing.
Thankfully, and gratefully, with encouragement from Alex and a few close friends; it took me only slightly less than a month to feel better, and most importantly, to be able to smile, although the scary thoughts of the demon returning often kept me worried.
A reel on Instagram caught my attention and it aptly captured my sentiment. I am not loving myself enough, not even loving myself first. I should constantly remind myself to love myself first, before I could even love others.
Hence, the topic today, where I happily stood outside Martin Arts Studio at Mount Austin, in Johor Bahru, Malaysia. I am finally getting my first tattoo; one that I had contemplated for so long, since my teenager years!
Waiting for my turn. Martin Arts Studio was chosen given the good reviews from friends and Martin, the boss, was quick in his response via Instagram message, where I discussed with him on the design, the pricing, the aftercare etc.
Brought to my clinical 'throne' where I would stay for the next few hours. The whole session eventually lasted about 2.5 hours and I am so glad that I had my breakfast earlier.
Stretching out my clean, right arm. In a few hours time, it shall be permanently "defaced". Not that I am complaining as it's something I have wanted to do but just couldn't find the right design / message that appeals to me.
Relaxing. Honestly, I didn't know what to expect. Some people mentioned tattooing can be painful and I am unsure if I have a high pain threshold. Would I scream? Would I grimace with painful?
Session, begins! Not sure what the bottle contained.
Alcohol? Maybe. Or Water?
Since this was my first experience, I didn't expect an actual size printout to be given for confirmation on the design before it was pasted on the preferred, designated spot of my body like a temporary tattoo. Somewhat like what we do at art classes, when tracing is required.
Preparing the ink, and the work starts!
Using a pen machine and a needle cartridge that came in a sealed bag, the numerous needles started piercing into the skin at rapid speed. It felt like ant bites, yet the pain was super manageable, although it intensified towards my elbow.
I was actually expecting blood but there's didn't seem to be any.
Took a rest before we proceeded with the colored words. Focus is important as any wrong move would mean regret; not for the artist / tattooist for sure!
Colored inks, like a rainbow! Unlike the needle head for the word "love", which had like six or nine needles, the smaller words required just a single-need head.
Not sure what these markings were for.
Start of the inking! Personally, I would think the single-needle head felt more painful, especially when it reached the letter "t". Still bearable although I think it should be much worse at sensitive areas like near the bonier areas.
"Love Yourself First" - I love how it turned out! A simple message for me to always remember; and for me to look at whenever life throws another curveball to my face.
Now, the words looked like they were photoshopped onto my arm!
As tattoos are basically wounds for the body, and infections are not uncommon, proper care is required, including not being able to exercise for a few days! In addition, scabs are part and parcel of healing so I had to stop myself from picking them!
Want to see how they look like now?
Catch me when you next see me!
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48-01, Jalan Austin Heights 8/7,
Taman JP Perdana, 81100 Johor Bahru,
Johor Darul Ta'zim, Malaysia
Map
As above.
Pricing
RM 500