Today Ricky and I completed his backpiece. While I'm relieved to have this first one wrapped up for the BloodWork project, it’s always a bit melancholy when these large undertakings reach completion. The sense of accomplishment is enormous however; a bond of blood is broken and often the two collaborators are left with a wistful feeling of "what now". This is overly contemplative as I know I'll see Ricky again in life. But still, they (the collectors) walk away to continue living life and the tattooer (me anyways) is left with a sense of loneliness.