comic con (photos from last july)

i was just looking at the sdcc website for this upcoming summer and i am excited. i don't like comics, and i don't like toys but i do love spending a week in san diego at a beautiful hotel with lots of places to shop! haha. we have gone for three years and last year was the first year i only went to one day rather than go with hank the whole time. one day is perfect- i check out all of the new movies coming up, see exclusive stuff on certain tv shows (lost for instance), and be entertained by all the amazing costumes! hank stays mainly in the vinyl toy area and somehow manages to enjoy himself the whole time. all of his "toy" friends from all over the world meet up and there are all these exclusive releases, etc. he has the time of his life! i usually spend my time working out in the hotel gym, swimming and sunning (with 45spf hah), and lots of shopping. can't wait!

first day


after a long day of shopping! sweaty, gross.


on the bus!


before dinner at sipz, mmm


toys @ gargamel


scott and hank


at pokez


darth vader ;)


another morning

moving is the pits.

we're moving right now. well, actually hank and dustin moved us all day while i was at work and now i am sitting here trying to avoid having to go out in the cold! i haven't been spending a lot of time online so i haven't had a chance to update in awhile. my dad is doing wonderfully, he had a triple bypass and is already home and moving around. i am so relieved and proud of his strength. hank is finishing up school this semester. he is having to take an emt class to gain the knowledge he'll need for the company- his mom believes it is best if he understands all facets of the industry and i totally agree. he hates blood and anything injury related though so this semester definitely won't be his favorite. as for me, i am just really excited to already be halfway through the 3rd quarter at work and i am already focusing on the spring and summer coming up. i am living in the moment, but i am still counting down until sundresses and bikes can come out and we can spend the summer traveling and having fun. i suppose i should get a move on (literally, ha ha) and pack my clothes into my car to transport. i'll post pics of our new home later.

Cursos para tatuadores, micropigmentadores, piercers e proprietários de estúdios de tatuagens

A tatuadora profissional Mallu Santos programou para o ano de 2009, alguns cursos paralelos dirigidos aos tatuadores, micropigmentadores, piercers e proprietários de estúdios de tatuagens ou clínicas de beleza. Os cursos serão divididos por áreas técnicas e ministrados por profissionais competentes, incluem materiais didáticos, certificados e coffee break. Cada curso terá a duração de um dia.

Programação para o Primeiro semestre
- Anatomia, histologia e fisiologia da pele.

Conteúdo: O que é a pele, como ela é formada e suas principais funções.
Objetivos: Conhecer mais profundamente o maior orgão do nosso corpo e nossa tela de trabalho.

- Fisiologia da cicatrização da tatuagem e principais intercorrências.

Conteúdo: Etapas da cicatrização, funções das células na cicatrização, como é fixado o pigmento, tipos de curativo, principais problemas de cicatrização e como proceder quando acontecem.
Objetivos: Conhecer á fundo o processo cicatricial, identificar falhas e melhorar o processo.

- Legislação relacionada á tatuagem.

Conteúdo: Direitos do tatuador, relação tatuador X estúdio, a importância dos contratos, legislação sanitária, legislação relacionada á tatuagem em geral, o preconceito e a lei.
Objetivo: Conscientizar os profissionais da importância de trabalhar dentro de certos parâmetros legais, como forma de proteção, apresentar ao profissional e ao proprietário do estabelecimento quais seus direitos e deveres.

- Administração e economia.

Conteúdo: Abertura da firma (para prestadores de serviço ou venda de materiais), exigências legais, legislação trabalhista, legislação tributária.
Objetivo: Mostrar como trabalhar legalmente, tanto na área de prestação de serviço como na área de vendas. Aprender a otimizar os recursos da empresa.

Os cursos terão valores acessíveis, com 25% de desconto para membros do Sindicato e descontos para quem se matricular em mais de um curso. Pagamento facilitado.

Contato: malusantos@msn.com

Tatuagens e pinturas de Tânia Trezze

Meu nome é Tânia Trezze, tenho 26 anos de idade. Sempre curti desenho e pintura, então resolvi aprender a tatuar. Não tenho muito tempo de profissão, mas estou sempre estudando e aprendendo novas técnicas. Trabalho no studio STAR 13 ARTS que fica na Penha/São Paulo-SP www.taniatrezze.blogspot.com

Agradeço ao site A tattoo por mostrarem meus trabalhos.

Curso de Biossegurança com Certificado e palestra gratuitos

A Alemão Tattoo Shopping, em parceria com a Sercon e com o apoio da Prefeitura Municipal de Santos, decidiu que além da realização de uma forte Campanha Social de prevenção a DSTS, nomeadamente AIDS e HEPATITE, a 1ª Tattoo Mix Convention seria uma ótima oportunidade para oferecerem aos tatuadores de todo o Brasil, um Curso de Biossegurança com Certificado e uma palestra com a Equipe da Vigilância Sanitária a fim de somar na qualificação dos Tatuadores Profissionais interessados.

A Palestra da Secretaria da Saúde e o Curso de Biossegurança serão gratuitos, será cobrado apenas o ingresso ao evento. Faça a sua reserva antecipada por e-mail, as vagas são limitadas.

Preço do Ingresso: R$ 10,00 - Portaria
Data: 31/01/2009
Horário do Curso: 10:00 hs da Manhã

Obs.: Favor chegar com 1 hora de antecedência.

Para confirmar sua presença, envie um e-mail com o o Nome e RG para: contato@tattooshopping.com.br

Não perca a oportunidade de freqüentar um Curso de Biossegurança Gratuíto e manter contato com grandes talentos da tatuagem brasileira em um único evento.

sleepy puppy

sleepy puppy, originally uploaded by daniellehampton.

back from a weekend at grandma's and she is pooped! what a cutie!

new week

hank is out with his dad and just called to ask me if i wanted him to bring home any sushi! i am so starving and at the very moment i went to go make some toast i heard my phone ring. praise jesus. sushi is so much better than toast. so obviously we are back in prescott, i am sitting here on the couch about to watch the real world that i dvred last week. i've spent most of my time in the hospital with my dad the past week so i have a million shows to catch up on. and speaking of my dear dad, he is doing so well, out of intensive care and in a regular room. he should be home by saturday. this week will be a good one. hank and i will be moving, my dad is on the road to recovery, and i have a slew of packages arriving filled with various spring time goodies- dresses, shoes, and jewelery. i am counting down the moments until i can ride my bike all around town, wear dresses with no cardigan and tights, and go on morning runs without layer upon layer. prescott is beautiful year round, but the summers are quite amazing. our new home is right downtown by the square and i am so glad to be living back down there. this is our last move before we buy, and i am excited to save our money (we'll be saving almost $800 a month at our new place!). we are going from a 3 story, 3 bed, 4 bath modern townhome to a 1 bed, 1 bath victorian (built in 1909). the only reason we ever moved into this large place was because we lived with one of hank's friends, but when he got back together with his girlfriend he moved out, leaving his with a huge rent payment and way too much space. i am really looking forward to turning in these keys and being done here. our new place is so charming. even though it is a one bedroom, the rooms are quite big, open and airy. i hate moving, but love that we are getting out of here! right now i am going to put away some new clothing i got this weekend when hank took me shopping and then get ready to eat some delicious sushi. then food shopping and bed. i'm excited to welcome in a new week.

life besides life

today was a positive day for me. the entire experience i have gone through with my dad has given me a new outlook on life, as i have had so much time to sit and think while at the hospital for the past five days. we all put so much importance on such silly things, and at first glance it's easy to say those silly things don't matter...but perhaps it's those silly things that make life matter? i don't know if i am making sense. it makes sense in my little head, so i suppose that's all i can hope for. i am in a good place right now mentally, despite the feeling of fear that pops right up in front of my face everytime my mind isn't engaged. when i first heard the news about my dad i felt immediately guilty. if you know me personally, you know that i am very, very close with my parents. i talk to them every day, and visit them almost every weekend, even though i live two hours away. i had an idyllic childhood and basically entire life thanks to them. i'm attached to my mom and dad so strongly, and they are really my best friends. but when i heard the news about my dad i felt like i hadn't done enough. for a weird hour before the news my father was alive was concrete, i realized i had so many things to say to him. so many questions about his life. my father was born and raised in bolivia, traveled all over the world with his family, went to boarding school in south america, and moved to the states when he was 16. he was a nationally recognized wrestler, runner, swimmer, and most notably, soccer player. he played soccer in both n. america and s. america on semi-pro teams. later in life, when we still lived in nj, he traveled all over the world, lived in asia for two weeks at a time, and has been on more adventures than anyone i know. he currently works for the government doing anti-terrorist education and training and is on a 6-person advisory team at the white house in washington, dc. he is also an amazing writer, who is published weekly and is working on a book. throughout his busy life he managed to stay married to my mom, and stay so in love, forty years later. i know all of these broad things, but i don't know every detail. i don't know when he first fell in love, i don't know what he is afraid of, i don't know what his dreams were for himself when he was a child. i want to know so much more. and as hank and i were driving down to phoenix, unsure of my dad's fate, every question i wanted to know, every compliment i wanted to give, every thank you i wanted to express...came to mind. over the past week i have had a chance to spend more time with my amazing father. i have been able to share things with him and talk with him more than i have been able to in the recent past. and it made me realize how sad this life is that it takes a catastrophic event for people to wake up and pay attention to the love around them. i am so thankful my father is alive, and i am so thankful his outcome for the surgery looks to be a positive one. i feel completely changed having gone through the start of this journey into realizing what is important. family is forever. some friends are for life. but all the bullshit, the negativity, it's all so pointless. i want all of the people i love to know i love them. i want to treat every moment as if it is my last. and it is so trite. so, so trite. but it's absolutely true. my dad is getting another chance. i just hope and pray this chance is meant to be longer than this week, and that he pulls through this next step with flying colors. there is just so much more to this life i want to experience with my beautiful dad by my side. i really feel everything will be okay. i know it will.

optimism

first of all, thank you all so much for your kind words, positive thoughts, and any version of prayer you sent my father's way. please keep them coming! as of tonight, my dad's bypass is scheduled for friday. it's so scary but i am staying positive and i know everything will be okay.

these pictures of my dad make me so happy :)

i really hesitated blogging about this because it seems so stupid to even involve the internet but i feel like i need my friends to know what is going on, and this is much easier than calling every person in my life and explaining what happened over and over again. basically to make a long story somehow shorter, my dad collapsed at work on fri, around 4:30pm. when hank and i got the call from my mom, we had no idea what happened, only that my dad had collapsed and was being rushed to the hospital. hank and i immediately got in the car and headed down to phx, having no idea what was going on. it was horribly scary having no information. my mom and sister arrived at the hospital and saw my father on a stretcher going past them into the er. there was a flurry of people and emts and nurses so they only saw him for a moment before they were whisked into a side room, still not knowing what had happened, if he was alive, etc. my mother said when the social worked took her into the room she assumed they were informing her my father died, because they sent a social worker instead of a nurse or doctor, and called her into a private area. the social worker told my mom that my dad had had a massive, massive heart attack while sitting outside at work with a colleague. he fell off the bench and onto his face, hitting his head very hard. his colleague is on the bomb squad and has had lots of training with cpr, and immediately began administrating cpr to my father. he was having trouble because my dad had a blockage in his throat so he was without air for a short while. a woman was walking by and ran to call 911 so the man (josh) could continue cpr. my father was not breathing and had no heart beat/pulse. the ambulance arrived 7 minutes later and found my father, dead. they shocked his heart numerous times and eventually got his heart pumping and him slightly breathing. he was brought to maricopa medical center, which was the closest trauma center. upon arrival my father had gone back to flat-lining and they rushed him into the er. the wonderful doctors and nurses were able to bring my dad back, but he was still unconscious and they weren't sure if they would be able to wake him up. the doctors then realized my dads legs had gone pale with no blood flow or pulse whatsoever, and upon further testing over the next hour while keeping him somewhat stable but in critical condition then were able to see that his leg arteries were completely blocked off. they also initially thought that in addition to all of the major arteries in his heart being blocked, it looked like his aorta was completely severed. they couldn't give him blood thinner to fix his heart because of the severed aorta, and they couldn't fix his aorta without the heart being fixed, so it was a horrible spot and my mom had to sign a paper giving them permission to do the incredibly risky heart procedure. the odds of my dad surviving that procedure was slim to none and as they began this hank and i arrived. we didn't hear back from the doctors for about 2 hours and it was getting terrifying, as we didn't know what was going on. they came out and told us that miraculously my dad's aorta was not severed as initially thought, and they were able to place three stints into his heart, opening up a few of the major blockages. his legs were still not getting any blood and the doctors told us that the possibility of amputating his legs was very great, which was another horrible bit of information to add to everything. after they fixed his heart and got blood flowing though, his leg arteries opened back up, nixing the amputation idea thank god. so at this point my dad is in very critical condition. his head had been completely bashed in via the fall, they did a scan to look for brain bleeding (there was none), but they did inform us that because my dad was without oxygen for so long there was a possibility he may never wake up, and if he did, he would be brain damaged. time goes by, and my dad is put into the icu, not doing very well. he makes it through the night and finally wakes up the next morning (saturday), breathing tube in, neck brace, a million different ivs and monitors, etc. it was the most horrible thing to see my dad like that. his eyes weren't open very much and he just kept shaking his head back and forth and fighting the breathing tube. he was not lucid at all so we began to prepare for him being brain damaged. but as the morning went by he began to try to communicate with us with his hands, spelling things with his fingers, etc. they took the breathing tube out around 4pm on saturday, and my dad began to be able to talk to us. his short term memory was completely gone, and he couldn't remember things we told him 2 minutes prior. over and over again he would touch his head, feel the blood, and ask what was going on, how it happened, where he was. we would tell him that he died and was revived, etc and he would break down. 2 minutes later he would forget and ask again. it was horrible and i felt so bad for my poor daddy having to deal with this. he was so scared and because it was icu he could only have visitors every 3 or 4 hours for 30 minutes at a time so he was alone a lot, confused and scared. my mom, sister, hank and i stayed in the hospital every moment because things were so up and down it was terrifying to leave for even a minute. time went on and he continued to be in the icu. sat night, sun, mon...and as time went on my dad got a bit better. the doctors and nurses at this hospital did a great job saving his life, but the aftercare was atrocious (with the exception of the amazing todd- best nurse ever) and the hospital was absolutely horrible- very dirty. it was the closest hospital to the accident so we had no choice, and once he was there, there was no way to move him in his critical condition. so we were stuck with negligent and inadequate care and it was horrible. my sister's friend is a heart surgeon, in addition to hank's step dad, so we had many opinions that all were alike, but all differed from the state hospital's surgeon. the surgeon at the medical center wanted to push ahead with a risky surgery and it was not a good situation- the staff tried to bully my sweet little mom into making bad decisions and it was not good. monday morning hank's mom came down and assisted us in forcing the hospital to move him to banner baywood, which is the best hospital for his situation and where his doctors are. hank's mom is a very assertive woman who has a major part in arizona's health industry, so she knew exactly what to do and who to call. she arranged everything and when the emts arrived to transfer my father they realized that my dad had no iv in and no oxygen, which is completely illegal and negligent. any time you are a patient in the hospital (especially icu) ivs are necessary in the event they need to administer drugs quickly. so my dad had had no fluids or oxygen, and was having a hard time breathing due to these idiotic, and life-threatening mistakes. the situation was remedied by the wonderful emts and off my dad went to banner. he arrived into the new hospital (which is so much different than that horrible medical center, and a million times better), and he is still there. he is in better shape, and slowly gaining strength. his doctors have decided his best course of action is to do open heart surgery, and get a triple bypass, either this weekend or monday of next week. it is a scary surgery and i am terrified but i know my dad will be okay. i truly thought my dad had died on friday and i can't even explain what we all went through. i feel so fortunate my dad is awake, with no brain damage. his only problem is slight short term memory loss, which is normal for his trauma, but that will go away over time. it's a really hard week for our family. my dad obviously went through this horrible event and is still going through it, and my mom is having a surgery on her colon friday to remove pre-cancerous tumors. if you know my family you know my mom battled breast cancer last year (resulting in beating the cancer but having a double mastectomy) so it's been a rough couple of years. fortunately my sister is able to take my mom to her surgery while my dad is at the hospital friday. i am hoping all of the above makes sense. i really didn't want to post about it, but i wanted to share what is going on with you, my friends. please keep my family in your thoughts and prayers. we are all staying positive and i know we will get through this. the more positive energy and thoughts sent my mom and dad's way the better. and thanks for reading.

Tatuagens de Diego Geu

Sou Diego Sarmento conhecido como Diego Geu, tatuo a 6 anos em União dos Palmares, terra de Zumbi e Jorge de Lima. Aqui, no interior de Alagoas, não é fácil trabalhar com tatuagem devido ao preconceito que existe em toda cidade de interior. Procuro sempre aperfeiçoar em todos os estilos de Tattoo, oriental, tribal, realista... pois creio que, para ser um bom tatuador, não devemos nos prender a um determinado estilo mas, procurar sempre superar as expectativas do seu cliente. É isso... obrigado a todos do "A Tattoo" por mostrarem um pouco do meu trabalho.

Abraços.

A nova tauagem de Xuxa

Foto: Hhattori

O nadador Fernando Scherer, conhecido também como Xuxa, fez sua nova tatuagem, um dragão oriental nas costas, agora um pouquinho maior que as tatuagens anteriores.

Após as medalhas, recordes e títulos como o Esportista Brasileiro do Ano em 1995 e melhor nadador do mundo no ano de 1998, Scherer embarca no mundo da moda e traz para o Brasil, juntamente com os empresários Edsá Sampaio e o americano Djalcy Soldovieri, a grife americana Ed Hardy. A loja fica em São Paulo e trata-se da primeira loja Ed Hardy na América Latina.

Don Ed Hardy é um tatuador americano natural da Califórnia do sul e foi um pupilo de Sailor Jerry. Ed Hardy é conhecido por seu trabalho com tatuagens, sobretudo em seu trabalho com temas orientais japoneses. Nas peças da grife Ed Hardy, percebe-se uma grande influência das obras de Don Ed Hardy.

Fonte: Diário Catarinense

same tea cup, different day

more tea, originally uploaded by daniellehampton.

today was a long day, but a good one. tomorrow is my last teaching day until tuesday because we have an obama/mlk assembly all day friday followed by a three day weekend. i'm literally spending the entire weekend at the gym and doing things for me. i already feel wonderful since getting over my strange illness but i am taking these three days and dedicating them to myself...a massage and spa treatments, lots of running, reading, the same healthy food i always eat stepped up a bit, and time spent outside. yay! i am really looking forward to a much needed "me" weekend. we just got home from grandma's house and hank went to practice. so i am drinking tea, bundled up in bed. i loaded a lot of new music into my ipod so i am really looking forward to the gym tomorrow morning...at 5am. hahah. it sounds weird but i really prefer waking up around 4:30, 4:45am. it's good for the soul! so on that note, goodnight!

blurry shirley and me out last sat night

blurry shirley and me out on a sat night, originally uploaded by daniellehampton.

i look like a mouse, or an elf! i love shirl so much.

Como aprendeu a tatuar?

A sétima enquete foi dedicada aos tatuadores, por dela, procuramos saber como os tatuadores aprenderam a arte de tatuar.

Contamos com 194 votos nesta enquete, divididos em cinco opções. Confira o resultado:

Como aprendeu a tatuar?
Sozinho: 131 votos (67%)
Com um amigo: 32 votos (16%)
Fiz um curso: 24 votos (12%)
Em um estúdio: 20 votos (10%)
Outra forma: 19 votos (9%)

Na próxima enquete, gostaríamos de saber se você autorizaria seu filho menor de idade a se tatuar. Fique ligado!

my favorite water bottle in the whole world

post workout and attempting to show you my favorite thing in the world...my camelbak bottle, originally uploaded by daniellehampton.

after drinking from the weird mouthpiece for so long i find myself awkwardly drinking regular water bottles, though. weird.

No pain, no gain!

O que passou pela cabeça desta pessoa enquanto desenhava a ferro quente (Branding) um um kanji no mamilo?


a) AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...
b) A dor é psicológica, a dor é psicológica, a dor é psicológica...
c) Aum, Aum, Aum...
d) Faz cara boa, faz cara boa, faz cara boa...
d) Humnn! Cacete de aguia sô!

this video makes me laaaugh

she may kill me for posting this, but i'm not sure if she reads it! haha. anyway, this is my sister and her best friend ashley on the light rail on new years eve...with their drinks?!! i haven't been on it yet so this video is all i know. hahahaha! i think ashley thought they were taking still photographs. nope!

New Years Eve on the Light Rail

Micropigmentação – A Beleza Feita com Arte

A Escola de Formação Técnica Profissional Mag Estética, localizada em São Paulo é uma referência em Micropigmentação no Brasil.

A novidade é que além de um site com muitas informações, fotos e cursos sobre Micropigmentaçao, a Mag Estética disponibiliza agora um blog, o Mag Blog. O blog tem uma proposta diferente e inovadora, entre muitas informações sobre estética, encontra-se uma série especial de posts intitulada “Micropigmentação – A Beleza Feita com Arte”. Sob a coordenação da especialista Andrea Martins, a série ganhará um novo capítulo todas as segundas-feiras.

Já são duas publicações com informações preciosas sobre Micropigmentação, processo realizado por muitos tatuadores(as).

Micropigmentação - Beleza Feita com Arte (1)

Micropigmentação - Beleza Feita com Arte (2)

Parabéns a Mag Estética pela iniciativa e pela divulgação de seus conhecimentos, fiquem ligados no Mag Blog, toda segunda-feira uma dica diferente.

counting down the days until our summer vacation #1

our flights are booked and everything is set for three wonderful weeks up and down the east coast! these photos are from our last east coast month long extravaganza...we had the best time and i can't wait until may/june. ahhh!

home from work

adorable madeline loves lounging in the sun





this is one of my favorite dresses because it covers up my arm and chest...perfect for work!

Tatuagens de Xandi Tattoo

Olá galera,
sou Xandi Tattoo gostaria de mostrar pra vocês alguns dos meus trabalhos, sou tatuador a quatro anos; tatuo no meu studio que fica na cidade de Portão-RS.

Endereço: Condominio Rodocenter, Sala 19, Portão-RS
Telefone: 98355893
E-mail: x.andi.tattoo@hotmail.com