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Inside story #1: Hanna, featured in, Collecting Ink.
This is Hanna, a Swedish tattoo artist who’s days are busy at the Idle Hand Tattoo in San Francisco. When I started to look for strong lady subjects to photograph, a mutual friend brought us together. It’s pretty obvious that she’s a total knock out, covered in the coolest tattoos, with a lot of good style and attitude. On top of that, she’s got a charming & handsome boyfriend, Flynn. When I asked her interest in being photographed, she immediately responded with a full force “yes!” So we quickly got to work during an extra windy sunset at Ocean Beach, SF. Flynn (the owner of that sweet car) and their two dogs made it out with us. Above is her favorite tattoo. A ship with the word “FRIEND” written on it, translating to “Friendship.” (yes!)
I got so many amazing shots of her, but in order to really show her off, I had to force myself to pick a single shot for the magazine. She’s such a raw, cool girl. Even the introvert in me felt cozy around her. Cooking and making little knit animals are her hobbies: that contrast to her exterior self really hits the spot.
i want the friendship tattoo and that car.
Met this dreamboat just one year ago!
Against my wishes, we did the last 20-hour leg in one go. It turned out okay, but Icky was not pleased with the in-car litterbox facilities we forced upon him. Mostly though, he was just fine sleeping through several states.
Here is a lonely gas stop in Montana somewhere.
We drove through the night, and through a hailstorm (well, we pulled over), but it was real purty.
Then we made into Washington State!
It was foggy in the mountains!
We were a little bedraggled, but we made it to our house!!
Icky inspected the house very carefully, and seems to like it.
We set up camp in the living room until our furniture is all moved in.
We hope you will all come visit!
My last game with Beantown was several weeks ago. But the video is finally online. I nearly cry watching it, so I haven’t watched the whole thing. HOWEVER, I have watched (and so should you) the 20 seconds at the end of the first half in which I score in a dramatic manner. At 28:20, there is a messy ruck, but Jackie gets the ball out to JP, who pops it to me, and I run run run!
Of course, we won the game, the tournament, everything. I miss them so.