The Collection

Lines

Thank you to anyone who has at least read this, now to continue the collection.
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Everything began with a line. Everything has a line, we are covered in lines. Lines in the sand, the outlines of things, everything has at least one line.

The way I see it, is that lines are what we are, where we began. If we had no lines, we wouldn't be us, there would be no shapes, no tangible forms.

I myself am an... Entrepreneur of lines you could say, lines are my specialty. I love my understanding of lines, they are so beautiful.

My love of lines started when I was little, merely a toddler drawing meaningless pictures because I found crayons fascinating. My drawing skills progressed into my teens where I would draw extravagant pictures, ones seemingly too good for my age. I was so good, people threatened me over the fact that my lines were better than their lines.

After high school was over my life took a turn, and instead of an artist, I became the owner of a fine tattoo parlor.

In many ways I enjoyed this more than drawing and painting, mostly because making tattoos made it possible to make more permanent lines, lines in the very skin of my clients. I enjoyed that the most, making lines on the skin, for many reasons really. One was the ever present unique-ness with every tattoo and every different person, I never did a tattoo the same way twice. Second would be the way the skin curves around the hot tip of the tat gun, it was fascinating every time I did it.

The best part of making lines on skin was the power I felt over the client, the ability to do whatever I wanted to their skin, and them not being able to see it until I was finished.

Then something new came to me, in fact came from one of my clients.

A new type of skin art, skin carving. The very thought of it sent shivers of anticipation down my spine.

This anticipation took me to the nearest skin carving parlor, which incidentally was only a few hours from my home.

In that parlor I discovered new and wonderful ways to make lovely lines over people's bodies, in a permanent fashion, so that my beautiful art was preserved forever on the persons body, till they rotted away ten feet under.

Of course I'm older than I was then, and because of.... Complications, I'm no longer in the skin carving business anymore.

That doesn't mean I've stopped.

I treat it as a hobby now, making my beautiful lines arc on skin. Even now as my newest client is screaming into their gag as I slowly carve his back into a beautiful canvas, Even as his eyes bulge and tears flow freely, I'm still smiling and humming as bloody lines are formed on his back to make a beautiful picture.

I honestly don't know what his problem is, I'm just making lines.