I just took the wraps off from my second inking session this morning. This took about 90 minutes and was pretty painless. The little blue-grey bits you see in places are just minor scabbing from the first session, and will be addressed in about three weeks when I have a touch-up session.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
A tattoo to celebrate Bondi's part in my life has been a long time in the making. I started doodling ideas even before we finished our travels two years ago. Actually, I'd even begun preparing before we started our travels by taking a cast of his paw in 2004. I collected further images of his prints in the sands of the Orkney Islands, and in snows near the Jura mountains in France.
I tried to stylise that first paw-print, quickly realising that I could embed his name in the pads and so the name-in-paw progressed to the image you see on the right below. The white space in the O and D evokes Bondi's distinctive eyebrow markings.
And that's where I left it - according to my notes - while we were residing in Edinburgh in August 2007.
The next step, recounted here, was when I decided that the NW Pacific tradition provided the most appropriate design language to begin sketching further ideas. I collected sample images from many sources and wrote to some NWP artists to commission work from them, but didn't get very far.
All of that fell by the way when Bondi's cancer was diagnosed and through the difficult months that followed, capped by the illness and passing of my cousin Natasha less than eight weeks later.
About a month ago I was told that a Japanese tattoo artist by the name of Chisaki was revisiting Sydney, and I noticed from her website that she had some experience in NWP tattoos. I made an appointment for a consultation with her at Inner Vision Tattoo, where she was to be in residency for a few months.
I returned to (badly) sketching some ideas that I could take to Chisaki, and sifted through the images I'd collected. One of them had a name on it, and a quick web search took me to the artist's website with many more examples of animals rendered in a NW Pacific style. So that's how I came to email Bernice Gordon in Toronto, Canada who enthusiastically took on my commission and all the sketches and photos I threw at her. Several days later I got three draft images, two of which used my image above of Bondi embracing the globe (no that's Europe, not a man on all fours trying to scratch himself doggie-style).
One of those images immediately proclaimed itself as the right direction, both in terms of the symbolism and as a shape that would fit the intended placement off my right-shoulder. Bernice and I iterated through several ways to "fill-in the globe" in a way that would actually realisable within the limits of a tattoo artist's craft. About two days ago at about 3am while juggling the n-th version of a map with or without paw-prints and footprints trekking across it, I grabbed my Bondi name-in-paw image and slapped it into the hole. That was it.
So at 11.30 this morning I sat down with Chisaki to begin applying Bernice's awesome work to my arm. At 2.30pm we finished the session as you see it at the top right of this post, with all the outlining done and a little bit of the shading. The remaining shading will be done in two weeks.
I'm extremely happy with the way it's come so far and very grateful to the two talented women who have helped me realise this project to keep Bondi at my side into the future.
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
I've had an awful head cold for about nine days now which has severely curtailed any major activity. I've had almost no voice for days. Munson has not been terribly impressed with this (or I dare say, the Xmas video, which could only be the product of idle hands), but at least I've been bravely stepping out each evening to give him a good run at the park.
The antibiotics I started on yesterday have worked well enough to get me out of the house for some lunch at Barmuda. Munson made many new friends out on the street when he wasn't slavering over my sandwich. He knows better than to beg too conspicuously or it's back in the elf suit for another round of yuletide choreography…
Some may remember my mention much earlier in the year of getting a Bondi tattoo. I'm pleased to say that project is making belated but splendid progress with some design wizardry that will start to be applied next week. I'm soooo excited!
Seen and noted: Sydney Morning Herald article Dog lovers have more fun, about neighbourhood gatherings in dog parks.
Saturday, December 05, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
After my little rant in my last post about dogs' lack of access to beaches and public transport, I flicked through my photo gallery and noted these images captured in February when the Museum of Sydney hosted an exhibition "Tails of the City: Sydney's passion for pets".
Sadly the exhibit showed a historical freedom for pets that is counterpointed by the current policies of the NSW state government and many local councils (including the many municipalities that make up greater Sydney). So while these banners fluttered over the streets, I was only 5 minutes away from Bennelong Point where you can't walk your dog at all. The Museum gift sold the notecards below enjoining people to "Take Your Dog With You By Rail" while we were minutes from bus, rail and ferry hubs all completely forbidden to dogs.
I'm sure the irony completely escaped the people who funded this exhibition :-(.
Sydney's had several bouts of high temperatures, with the mercury circling 40ºC in the middle of the day. On some of these days neither Munson nor I leave the house. When it's not too bad in the evening we venture to the park. There the dogs try to play under the shade of the tree next to our favourite hillock.
On Wednesday we welcomed a new malamute puppy to Sydney Park: Morrissey is a 4mo boy with very similar markings to Munson, and is half brother to Billie. I suspect he may outgrow Munson given the relative sizes of their paws and parents! There are quite a few new big pups at the park: Wilma is a 4mo German Shepherd, yet to grow into her ears and tail; Argos is a 4mo Landseer Newfoundland who will undoubtedly outgrow everyone before long; and then Buddy is a 10mo Australian bulldog.
Buddy is not as large as Munson, but he seems to outweigh him already. The bromance between Munson and Buddy is a sight to see, as they wrestle endlessly regardless of the weather. I don't think a visit to the park is complete for Munson unless Buddy makes an appearance.
Size aside, Munson has become the de facto guardian cum policeman among the two-three dozen regulars at the park. He checks that puppy brawls don't get too rough, and when new dogs turn up, vets them carefully as Bondi used to do. Even with this role, he still likes having small dogs crawl all over him. One day he trotted out to the centre of the village green to say hello to a tiny silky terrier. He lay down next to it and waved his paws around to invite it to play. Finally he rolled onto his back and it clambered onto his belly. Magic.
One day this week we sitting on the hill while Munson raced around with his friends Jet and Taffy. A new dog turned up that wanted to play roughly with Jet without the appropriate sniff-and-assess introduction. Some of the folks sitting next to me noted that Munson was running around herding the new dog away from his mates, and having a few warning words when it crossed a line behaviour-wise. When Bondi was younger his tactic was to stand between two warring dogs, so they couldn't even see each other; it was like a Berlin Wall had suddenly been rolled out to divide them.
On Sunday morning I got a call from Teddy's owner inviting us to join them down on the north end of Wanda Beach at Cronulla. I've never been down here before, but this area (also known as Boat Harbour) has 4WD access on to a 2km stretch of sand, and dogs are also officially permitted off-leash. I believe this makes it the only ocean beach in all of Sydney where dogs have such access. Several others which had a decades-long record of dog access have been lost in recent years, even where the beach or bay has little to no human activity or wildlife presence. Sydney has fifty ocean beaches and many more harbour beaches on Port Jackson, Pittwater and Botany Bay, so the access level is pretty poor.
Eedra Zay was quoted in a newspaper article last year about the restrictions in the northern areas thus:
Unless they go for a long drive, most Sydney dog owners can forget about giving their pet a day by the sea. Eedra Zay, of the owners' lobby group Barking Mad, says the city's dogs are short-changed when it comes to beach access.
"Warringah and Pittwater councils expect people from 69,879 homes who own 28,845 dogs to drive to one legal area [Rowland Reserve, Bayview] to swim their dogs and this area has 26 car spaces," Zay says. "This is crazy when most of these people live within walking distance of a beach."
Sydney's public transport policy being what it is, you can't get to most parks or beaches unless you have access to a private vehicle.
Driving directions to Boat Harbour here. An entry fee of about $20 applies, but you can get a 6 month season ticket for about $100. While you require a 4WD to travel along the beach, there is a car-park for regular vehicles at the top of the beach, and you can walk a few hundred metres along to the sandy stretch. For other dog off-leash areas in the Sutherland Shire Council area, check this page - NB the Boat Harbour area is referred to as Wanda.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Between my French lesson and a haircut - positioned on opposite sides of Munson's favourite fountain, I had a few minutes to play with the boy after he suffered through my revision of pronoms démonstratifs.
The last shot is a flashback to Munson playing there when he was three months old.
Just seeing Bondi in the background there still tears me up inside … but then I flick to another couple of happy memories from that month…
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Lucky Munson had a busy day out - first the markets to pick up our friend Ghaith and rescue him from a week of work and study. Then to the beach at Botany Bay - from whence I've stitched together a panorama of the beach with the new aeroplane viewing platform.
Mid-afternoon we went down to Rushcutters Bay where Munson went to his usual bridge-viewing platform and to sniff out some freshly caught tailor fish.
Finally, what do the cats who get stared at by dogs see?
Friday, November 13, 2009
It's two months since the last Friday night barbecue for the Sydney Park dog regulars and irregular drop-ins and passers-by. Each of these get-togethers has been special in its own way, but tonight we were blessed with cake(!) and Dave entertaining us on guitar for an hour. Munson's comic vocal stylings were occasionally entertaining.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Monday, November 09, 2009
If there's ever a malamute who'll become bipedal, it's Munson.
If there's ever a good time to rake out Munson's fur, even the dense packed wool around his rump and flanks, it's when he's distracted by a cat.
Sunday, November 08, 2009
It's that time of year when every weekend has a neighbourhood festival. Today was the first time we've seen something new at the Newtown Festival - a man in an animatronic dinosaur costume.
Munson had a few things to say about this creature - especially when it seemed to be 'threatening' some of the children sprawled across the grass of Camperdown Memorial Rest Park (possibly the most awkwardly named park in Sydney).
Despite the grey skies it was a warm muggy day, so I allowed Munson to cool down with a vanilla gelato.