WordPress run a ‘daily post’ program, with a new question or theme posed each day. There are hardy souls out there participating in a ‘post a day’ challenge, but I’m happy just following the twitter feed and using the occasional idea as a catalyst for a post.
The question “if you got a tattoo what would it be?” jumped out at me. Tattoos, tattooing, the history of, the reasons for and the historical context of are all hot topics at Chez FamilyLibrarian due to a project Bookworm is undertaking for an HSC subject. Tattoos in one form or another occupy quite a bit of conversation space and we had books piled up everywhere during the intensive research stage. I think we’ve had every book on tattooing our local public library can produce at one time or another this year.
Tattoos have never really figured in my life up until this point. I grew up in an apple-pie-girl-next-door typical Canberra neighbourhood and didn’t know anyone with a tattoo. It’s never really been something I’ve been interested in for myself, although I truly admire other people’s artwork. Tattoos just don’t inspire an emotional response in me – either positive or negative (well, not positive enough to spend the cash and put up with the pain anyway!).
I’ve always told my kids they can’t have a tattoo until they are 35. It’s a long running joke in our house but like many of my deliberately absurd rules, the kids seem to understand that what I am really saying is that 35 is a euphemism for “please make sure you are old enough to be sure – these are permanent“.
I’ll let you know how the history essay unfolds.