Go in blind.
You choose the spirit of it — a flower, a saint, a skull, whatever's on your heart. Then the blindfold goes on, and the rest is between me and the needle. You open your eyes to a piece you've never seen before.
Three steps. One you don't control.
The blindfold isn't a gimmick — it's the whole point. Trust the chair and you walk out with a story.
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Sit down & talk
A short consult. You tell me the spirit of it and where it goes — color or black-and-grey. That's the only part that's yours to decide.
Tie the blindfold
It goes on. No watching, no flinching at the linework, no backseat driving. Just you, the hum of the needle, and a little faith.
Open your eyes
The reveal. You see it finished, all at once, for the first time. People cry. People laugh. Nobody forgets it.
Every piece, the client never saw coming.
Healed, lived-in, real. No staged photos — just the reveals, after they settled into skin.
"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil."
Psalm 23:4
I got sober and found out what these hands were really for. No cash? Bring water, socks, hygiene, food — I'll trade you a tattoo, and the rest goes to folks living rough here in Fort Worth. Every needle is a way to love a stranger.
Ready to go in blind?
A $20 deposit holds your spot. The rest is a surprise.