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A tattoo story

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This is a story that’s only indirectly related to Magic cards. This is a story of how I saw the light when something happened to me. This is a story of how I might get that Magic tattoo after all.

Multiple people: “Don’t get tattooed. It won’t be the only one.” Me: “Oh well, we’ll see about that.” *shrugs*

Gheh. How right they were.

So you got inked?

Let’s start at the beginning. In 2012, I finally got my first tattoo. It is the Cloudbuster, of Kate Bush fame. Here’s a picture. (It’s sideways – this is my lower left arm.) 10911404_10205546824291124_7089148658160727446_o I’ve wrote a lot about the how and why, but that’s in Dutch. So I can’t link it. Or I can, but you probably won’t be able to read it. Still, here ya go. TL,DR: This song is based on an autobiography of Peter Reich, the son of German scientist Wilhelm Reich. His father (Wilhelm) built a cloudbuster, a tube-y monstrosity that could supposedly influence clouds to rain in desired areas. I don’t know what actually happened, but I fear Wilhelm Reich was a bit of a nutjob. Still, the story of his life, of the cloudbuster, and of the song Kate Bush wrote, is a story of hope. His kid kept on believing in his father, even when the police took him away (and he withered away and died in prison). The video of Cloudbusting is a true masterpiece that tells the whole story. I can’t get enough of the song, not the meaning and symbolism.

Why no Magic?

No, I did not get a Magic tattoo. It didn’t feel right at the moment. Will it ever? Well, now it might. But I’m getting ahead of myself. When I started getting into Kate Bush’ music, started exploring the story behind Cloudbusting, the story of hope spoke to me. Aside from that, I love the aesthetics of the cloudbuster itself and the universal message of hope that it speaks. So there was no room for Magic in there. Maybe now, there’s a place for Magic elsewhere on my body. cb_katebush51

Why now Magic?

But now, something happened to me that gave me a new perspective – and a new itch (figuratively; the literal itch will come later). I saw the light – and it was black as ink. Gheh. So recently I’ve been on a few dates, but in the end it didn’t work out. I won’t go into detail (this was personal enough already), but it made me realize something. I’ve known most of my friends for over half of my life. And girls? They come and go. Yes. This may sound cliche to you. But it’s true. And what better to symbolize all these long-lasting friendships I’ve forged over the years than the game that brought most of us together? Magic – the game we still play on a weekly basis. Magic – the game that took me places, places where I met people, people I could communicate with through the game, the game that shatters boundaries and borders alike. I’ve already thanked my friends for being friends and being awesome. Symbolising Magic this way is just another testament to that. Schermafbeelding 2015-04-10 om 17.33.58

How Magic?

This final section brings an end to what looks like a FAQ, but isn’t. I’m at the point where I decided I want another tattoo, and I at least want something Magic-related in it. I have some ideas, but I don’t want to share anything on social media yet. What I can tell you is that I’m not looking for a one-on-one conversion like my first tattoo. I have lots of ideas, probably more that can fit into one image, that I can use. Lots of symbolics, styles, graphics and patterns I am thinking about, researching, and hopefully immortalize. I’ll keep you posted. Thanks for reading.


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  1. Pingback: Looking ahead while looking back | Stidjen's Magic

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