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Of all the tattooed people I met in the last year, Graham is the one who reminded me most of Ray Bradbury’s The Illustrated Man, not only because his body was nearly completely covered with tattoos but also because of the amount of pain he was willing to undertake in his pursuit of ‘a customised body’. His back, arms and part of his legs were covered with likenesses of characters from Star Wars, one leg had an image of Beetlejuice on the back and, on the day I photographed him, his wife’s picture was being added to this select company. The first session lasted for two-and-a-half hours and, at the end of that time, a large area of his body was bruised and he was literally in shock. |
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