[et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”4.4.3″ custom_margin=”||-50px|||” custom_padding=”70px|||||”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”4.4.3″ custom_padding=”15px|||||”][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”4.4.3″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.4.3″ text_text_color=”#000000″ header_text_align=”center” header_5_font=”Oswald||||||||” custom_margin=”||13px|||” custom_padding=”||9px|||” hover_enabled=”0″ text_font=”Oswald||||||||” header_font=”Oswald||||||||”]
Local tattoo artists discuss why fears of inking darker skin tones need to fade away
[/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.4.3″ text_font=”Abhaya Libre||||||||” text_text_color=”#000000″ text_font_size=”21px” custom_padding=”0px|||||” hover_enabled=”0″][/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.4.3″ text_font=”Oswald||||||||” text_font_size=”25px” link_option_url_new_window=”on” hover_enabled=”0″] [/et_pb_text][/et_pb_column][/et_pb_row][/et_pb_section]I have six tattoos. Each one represents a piece of who I am, or was. My first, a peace sign on my hip I got when I was 17, memorializes a time when I identified intensely with the flower-power movement of the late 1960s. It was also my silent protest, a personal rebuke of the brutalities of war and imperialism. And I thought it was cute.
