Recently, Brighton was invaded with a lot of tattooed people. More than usual, anyway. The reason? The annual Brighton Tattoo Convention had arrived. Organised by Woody, one of the best known tattooists in town, this convention brings together some of the most exciting tattoo artists in the country.
I made a last minute decision to go along on the Sunday - it was definitely one of the weirdest ways I've ever spent an afternoon. For a start, it was a rare occasion where I felt self conscious about my lack of tattoos. My small collection was nothing in comparison to the full-body coverings on show. There was one dude who was completely, totally covered, and there was a lot of him to cover, ifyaknowwhatimean.
It was fascinating and inspiring to see the tattooists at work; there were so many different styles in action. As well as witnessing new tattoos being inked, it's safe to say that there were some fine people watching candidates in attendance, all with different levels of body modification.
Sadly, my bank balance was somewhat shameful at the time, which meant I had to leave without any permanent souvenirs (next year will be a different story, let me tell you that for nothin'). The endless inspiration was worth the entry fee alone, because I discovered not only new artists but also the coolest, creepiest, interior design company you have ever seen.
Interior design at a tattoo convention? For sure...because it was this kind of interior design:
Those are real bones, by the way. because no home is complete without a genuwine Jack Skellington in a box. Of course, these incredible artifacts are the work of EatonNott, a design studio that is the brainchild of artists Jess Eaton and Jon Nott. Jess is responsible for Roadkill Couture, which does exactly what it says on the tin. They all things weird and wonderful - oddities, antiques, specimens, their own artwork, and jewellery made of actual bird skulls. What more could you want from a shop? I'll be making a trip to 26 Preston Road in Brighton very soon.
I digress from tattoos. Not at the convention, although I'd watch this space for next year, was an art school friend of mine called Jean Le Roux. You know when you all leave university, you wonder who is going to go on and achieve great things? Well, I have high hopes for Jean. His illustrations are out of this world...
Pretty sure that something this guy can draw will be permanently etched on me in the near future, once he has done his apprenticeship at London's Black Garden Tattoo. One to watch...
Some visual inspiration to brighten up the dullest of dull days.