After my dad died I was lost in grief. My tattoos brought me back.

My dad died in 2020 of a heart attack and I fell into deep grief..

It was getting tattoos that made me feel alive again...

After years of estrangement, exacerbated by the fact that he lived in Brazil and I in the US, my dad and I were bonding again over our restlessness..

I know I'm not the only masochist out there who loves the feeling of getting your skin pricked by needles repeatedly until an image is carved there, etched forever..

As Fefe worked on my tattoos, I felt connected to my image again..