30/05/2026
I've always been an artist, in fact, it was the only subject I excelled in at school. But for most of my life it was something I just carried quietly in my soul, like a secret only those closest to me knew. I expressed it in pencil or paint or pastels the way I dressed, but it wasn't something I shared with the with the world. Then I learned to tattoo and I felt my heart open in a way it never had before, I'd found an outlet. I could make a difference.
People sit in my chair to be inked for all kinds of reasons. To commemorate. To celebrate. To remember. To feel something. To endure. To connect. Even just to be silly and free. All reasons are valid.
So come to me;
Come with your anxiety
With your happiness
With your unbearable grief
In your pyjamas
With a friend
With all the giggles
Come with the heaviest of hearts
Let's be open, unique and humble. We all have a story and they are always worth telling.
Let's make this OUR journey, yours and mine, as you sit with the pain and joy and we create something beautiful from it.
As always, it is my privilege and I'm humbled, truly.
Madame B x
