I'll pause my chronicles here, or at least keep them very brief. I admit I have a certain aversion to this art style. Drawing bold figures and images on human skin can be harmful to health and is often seen as unnatural. Still, I respect the choices of those who get tattoos.
I remember that, in the 1980s, the captivating trend of popsicles and ice creams with temporary adhesive decals appeared: the famous tattoos. It was a delight for children like my sisters. But for me, already a teenager, it was just a curiosity that I quickly saw pass.
Yes, in my family, a cousin's daughter became a professional tattoo artist. She is an unconventional young woman. She even displays an extravagant and striking style of dress. Of course, I think the habit doesn't make the monk. And if she's happy, who are we to criticize her? In my case, it would be like spitting on my head. By the way, steadily advancing toward baldness. Ha ha ha.
My daughter has a beautiful "Phoenix" tattooed on the back of her neck, as a symbol of one who rises from the ashes. So you can't tell me I'm intolerant despite my convictions and reasonable doubts about their biocompatibility.
Well, thinking about it, I do have a few tattoos on my chickenpox scars from childhood that persist despite cell regeneration. But perhaps the most iconic are the double scars on my left posterior thigh from jumping over a barbed-wire fence. I remember my eldest son's amazement when he saw them. He asked how I got them, and I told him:: ...in a fight with a tiger. You know, don't lie to children. For years, he believed that, and his disappointment was like discovering the tricks behind Santa Claus, Baby Jesus, or the Three Wise Men.
The last tattoo, or rather a scar, was caused by a bug—well, I guess so. One morning, I woke up with swelling between my eyebrows, right where the third eye is believed to be. It was so bad that the doctor had to drain the pus from the pustule. With antibiotics, it healed, but it also left a new scar—like a tattoo.
Wow, I've gone on longer than I expected! I hope my stories, beyond being part of my personal legacy, have also been enjoyable for you.
I wish you a blessed week, full of health and good things.
Writing by @janaveda in Spanish and translated to English using https://translate.google.com
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Crónicas de Silverbloggers #17 | ¿Tatuajes?
Haré una pausa en mis crónicas, o al menos seré breve. Admito que tengo cierta aversión a este estilo artístico. Dibujar figuras e imágenes llamativas sobre la piel humana puede ser perjudicial para la salud y a menudo se considera antinatural. Aun así, respeto las decisiones de quienes se tatúan.
Recuerdo que, en los años 80, surgió la fascinante moda de las paletas y helados con calcomanías adhesivas temporales y lavables: los famosos tatuajes. Era una delicia para niños como mis hermanas. Pero para mí, ya adolescente, era solo una curiosidad que rápidamente dejé pasar.
Sí, en mi familia, la hija de un primo se hizo tatuadora profesional. Es una joven poco convencional. Incluso luce un estilo de vestir extravagante y llamativo. Claro, creo que el hábito no hace al monje. Y si ella es feliz, ¿quiénes somos nosotros para criticarla? En mi caso, sería como escupirme en la cabeza. Por cierto, cada vez más cerca de la calvicie. Ja, ja, ja.
Mi hija tiene un precioso "Fénix" tatuado en la nuca, símbolo de quien resurge de las cenizas. Así que no me digan que soy intolerante a pesar de mis convicciones y dudas razonables sobre su biocompatibilidad.
Bueno, pensándolo bien, sí tengo algunos tatuajes en la piel: cicatrices de cerdo de la infancia que persisten a pesar de la regeneración celular. Pero quizás las más emblemáticas sean las cicatrices dobles en la parte posterior del muslo izquierdo, causadas por saltar una alambrada. Recuerdo el asombro de mi hijo mayor al verlas. Me preguntó cómo me las hice y le dije: … peleándome con un tigre. Ya sabes, no hay que mentirles a los niños. Durante años lo creyó y su decepción fue como descubrir los trucos de Papá Noel, el Niño Jesús o los Reyes Magos.
El último tatuaje, o mejor dicho, la cicatriz, fue causado por un bicho; bueno, supongo que sí. Una mañana, me desperté con una hinchazón entre las cejas, justo donde se cree que está el tercer ojo. Era tan grave que el médico tuvo que drenar el pus de la pústula. Con antibióticos, se curó, pero también dejó una nueva cicatriz, como un tatuaje.
¡Vaya, me he extendido más de lo que esperaba! Espero que mis historias, además de formar parte de mi legado personal, también les hayan resultado agradables.
Les deseo una semana llena de salud y cosas buenas.
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I also don't have tattoos and I also have many scars, especially on my knees because of the many falls I've had in life. But unlike you, I do like tattoos and I also used to use temporary tattoos that we applied with water. A short but entertaining text. Greetings
Hi,
Scars: Unwanted, incidental tattoos. Yes, they're a testament to how happy we were as children. You know, Nancy. I spoke with my daughter today about her tattoo, and she explained that hers has never caused her any problems. But she recognizes that whoever gets it should be sure they won't regret it in the future. Of course, some fade over time. Hers is fading, and she's thinking about touching it up in the future, but with verifiably qualified people. So, if you're thinking about getting a tattoo, do your homework. Just like you would with cryptocurrencies.
Greetings.
Hello! Dear Javier. Tattoos? None. Scars? Very few, almost imperceptible, at least on the skin, some on the inside.
On the physical body and who knows, on the emotional. Surely the former are a reflection of the latter.
I'm not a fan of tattoos, marks, or body piercings, and I don't have any, except for the mark from that childhood vaccination. The younger generation has taken to painting themselves, almost out of desperation, and here, with the arrival of good weather, people show off their bodies, and I've been able to see what look like socks, stockings, and sleeves painted on their skin in a wide variety of designs, some in full color.
In the past, it was frowned upon and associated with prisoners and vagrants. In some countries with military fraternities or among sailors, and naturally among some ethnic groups like the Maori, tattoos reflect their status in the community.
Perhaps this is the origin of tattoos among gang members, who mark their criminal exploits on their bodies and faces. And the reason it's not fully accepted in all societies.
I've already gone on too long, so I'll sign off with the best wishes for this penultimate week of October.
Hello, Felix
We meet again, my friend. I'm sure that, like you, I also have my soul tattooed with scars. At least, that's more than enough for me.
I respect those who like them, but as you say, they can be used to segregate people, for better or worse. I think it's better to be natural.
So, let's continue as we were conceived. Of course, much older now. Ha ha ha.
Best regards.
Hola, Félix
Volvemos a coincidir, mi amigo. De seguro que, como tú, también llevo tatuado el alma de cicatrices. Al menos, a mí me basta y sobra.
Respeto a quienes gustan de ellos, pero como bien dices, estos pueden ser usados para segregar a las personas, para bien o para mal. Creo que al natural se está mejor.
Así que sigamos tal como nos concibieron. Claro, ya mucho más viejos. Ja, ja, ja.
Saludos.
Ja, ja. Cierto, más viejos. Sin eufemismos como grandes, por más que quienes se sienten aludidos respondan ¡Viejos son los trapos! O como en mi querida Cumaná y Margarita, ¡Viejo es camino real, y todavía lo transitan!
Salud.
Your stories about your natural tattoos are great, you got them by jumping over a fence and using other varicose vein products. I'm glad you share the idea of young people getting tattoos. Even though they'll stay on their skin forever. But if it makes them happy, then we should let them get them. Have a nice day.
Hello, @rammargarita
Thank you for your kind words. Yes, scars that remind me of what I've been through.
Greetings.