06/28/2026
This industry isn’t what it used to be.
And I don’t say that bitter. I say it because I’ve lived both versions of it.
When I started tattooing 17 years ago, there were no reels, no algorithms, no viral videos deciding who “made it.” Your name was your work. Your reputation was what you left behind on skin.
My apprenticeship shaped everything I know. I was the first one in the shop and the last one out. I learned not just how to tattoo, but how to respect the craft. I learned how to make my own needles, build my own machine, draw until it finally made sense. Nothing was given, everything was earned.
Back then, tattooing was different. More flash, more walk-ins, more raw focus on the craft itself. Less noise. Less performance. Just art and discipline.
Today the industry has exploded, and I do appreciate that. More people are getting tattooed, more styles exist, more doors are open than ever before. But that growth also changed things. Social media, trends, and algorithms now decide a lot more than experience and consistency ever did, and sometimes the craft gets lost in it.
I use social media too, but I’m not here to perform. What you see is what you get. The same person online is the one you meet in my shop. No act. No character. Just tattooing.
Like everything, there’s good and bad in every chapter.
I’ve been lucky to learn from both worlds, meet incredible artists, travel conventions, and stay connected to people who live and breathe this craft.
Moving my life and business to the United States reminded me exactly why I fell in love with tattooing in the first place. It brought my drive back. It got me back to events, conventions, and real connections instead of just screens.
And every client who walks into my shop because they were referred, because they heard good things, or because they trust the work, that means more than any social media video ever could.
I’m grateful for every client who trusts me with my work.
And after 17 years, I’m still here. Still tattooing. Still loving it.