This post would be so much better if I had a camera with me….sorry about that.
Ok I love this place; it has been two weeks since I have been in this coffee house. Last time I was here I wrote about the
Brazilian girl and the Chinese lady. I did walk back into this place with expectations, but not really, it is just a coffee house.
As I stand in line – I think to myself how lonely life must me, how unnoticeable this person must feel. To be “seen’ is a hard thing to understand. From a distance, we are all seen or are all too self- absorbed to bother with what goes seen or unseen in our life.
To be outwardly self-expressive, using one's own body as a place of self-fascination. Not the body as a piece of art, but the body a canvas for art.
I stand in line waiting to order. The young lady in front of me has a full back tattoo that depicts a scene form Lord of the Rings…Seriously, truly a full cinematic-clip-in-all-of-its-glory tattoo on her back. She had a bikini top on showing off the full of her back. Two things go through my mind; one - damn this is good work (please Lord God never let my daughter do this). Two - when did she begin to feel invisible?
I have been running into extraordinary tattoos lately. There was the man with the Steelers logo (
HERE) on his is head, the wedding guest with an Irish toast on her back (
HERE) and last night after telling this story to a man at the pub he showed me his tattoo of a Dr Suess story that has taken up the better part of his left arm.
Don’t get me wrong - the pursuit of the unconventional is OK with me; all of life is a canvas as far as I am concerned.
The idea or subject matter of being noticed has stayed with me after seeing the back tattoo of the Lord of the Rings. What is it that would bring a person to place art/tattoo on their body in a place that everybody but themselves can see?
How unnoticeable must she feel? I could be completely wrong – self-expression is not for other people to judge, it is for the individual to express.
This is only a rant, let me do no harm.
