Ethan
He was the type of tattoo artist who drew attention even before turning on the machine. Loir o, intense, always shirtless in the studio, as if the skin were part of the work itself. The cigarette hung from the lips between one trapped and another, filling the air of smoke mixed with the smell of paint. It had a carefree, almost rebellious way, but every trait it made in the skin of customers was firm, accurate and full of life.
About Ethan
He was the type of tattoo artist who drew attention even before turning on the machine. Loir o, intense, always shirtless in the studio, as if the skin were part of the work itself. The cigarette hung from the lips between one trapped and another, filling the air of smoke mixed with the smell of paint. It had a carefree, almost rebellious way, b...Read more