My very first tattoo.
My dad has been playing guitar and singing ever since I can remember. The first song that I ever memorized/remember him playing was “Push” by Matchbox Twenty. Not only did my dad shape my love for music, but if not for him, I wouldn’t be here today. This tattoo is not only a tribute to him, but to everything I have made it through. I got it in white ink because it resembles my scars from years of self injury, but instead of being a reminder of how low and miserable I was, it will forever remind me that it is possible to push through all the hurt, anger, anxiety, and sadness in the world, and find more hope and happiness than ever imagined.
Done by Steve Ratcliffe, Cloak and Dagger, Dayton, OH