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jessiejazy · 8 months ago
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"Beauty, artistry, and a little bit of pain - that's what you'll find on my blog. Come explore the world of body art with me."
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pip400 · 7 years ago
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I am almost home from Michigan (I'm so ready to be back in a routine!) I doodled this on the ferry. It probably has some personal meaning, but I really don't feel like being introspective and trying to figure out the details lol. Probably something about wounds and tears and pain being worth it- suffering in life is like gold being purified through fire and becoming something precious and beautiful. (At least, that's what I am trying to believe.) #draw #drawing #glow #glowy #personal #wounds #tears #beauty #gold #golden #purify #dailysketch #digitalart #color #crown #christian #jesus #beautythroughpain #art #artwork #instaart #artoftheday #picoftheday #wooo
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lo-in-real-life · 7 years ago
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Be a survivor
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simplysinsational · 8 years ago
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I'll trust you, Lord. The promise you gave to me is more real to me than what I currently see and feel. I'm working on exercising TRUE patience by remaining consistently, constantly the same, steadfast in confidence that what you have promised will surely come to pass rather than just putting up with my situation. I'll use your Word as a shield against these constant attacks on my mind, will, and emotions... Father, I'm not strong enough to handle this on my own, but I know you've never left me alone and you will be the strength I need to make it through. I trust you. #RESToration in progress ⚠️ #FaithInGrace #BeautyThroughPain #CDM
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preciouslysparkled · 8 years ago
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How deep?
After having broken up for summer I am on holiday. Lucky and blessed to have the whole summer off but it’s not without trepidation I have embarked on a long stint of free time. Deep memories die hard.
One of my colleagues I spoke to the other day mentioned something that I had said when I came back from my illness that made him stop and rethink and also feel a bit ashamed. He had complained about coming back to work after a long summer and wanting more time off. I had answered him that I was so glad he was indeed here so we could meet, that for me time off had been turned on its head and that I felt blessed to get another chance to have the ability to work.
That was of course my heart speaking after going through a year of tough treatments and isolation. Now, having been back to work for two years parts of me also need this summer to recuperate and why not starting it off by revisiting my second home, St George’s hospital…
I went back there on Wednesday to meet up with the plastic-fantastic team and discuss result and proceeding from here. The results are so so. As expected my fat cell buddies have had their differences and with the likeness of Brexiteers and Remainders, there were more deciding to leave than to stay… Thus I am back on the waiting list for continuation of my recon boobie…
In between each operation I have had the pleasure of being photographed from every angle at the hospital photographers. A proper photostudio with a lensman in situe for poor sods like me, half battered but in need to let our progression and scars be snapped for the next step in our journey. It’s additionally an important help to medicalstudents as they can be used for training purposes.
-Oh, yes of course. I remember you!
Not knowing wether this is a compliment or another way of saying “you look so horrid  I can’t ever forget you”, is another question… I’ll always go with the positive before proven otherwise, so stripping off I stood proudly in my undies as he set to work. Funny that. When I was a teen I had dreams of modelling. But the only chance I eventually got was after cancer, at the hospital photographers.  Knowing my pics will inevitably help others in a way a regular fashion shoot ever could, deepens the meaning and perception of photography as an art form.
I was right to think positive btw. He loved my tattoo, he later told me. The tattoo that is my testament to a long painful journey but turning into something beautiful at the end.
After my initial Latissimus Dorsi Flap reconstruction I was left with a loooong scar reaching diagonally across the right side of my back where muscle and skin graft had been taken. After about a year of the scar healing and settling I had eagerly awaited the day when I was ready to make this ugly reminder of a scar into a beautiful tribute to my experiences.
Edd, dreadlocks to the waist and body covered litteraly from head to toe in tattoos, designing and freehanding large part of my tat became the vessel to see me through my quest. And what a quest…. If there is something I’m great at is working through pain and although this particular pain was self inflicted, it signified so much more on so many levels. 16 hours, multiple sessions and over two months of going through the pain barrier, bares some resemblance to the depth of meaning.
Having a backpiece done is not for the faint hearted. That I can testify to.  But wether you love or hate tattoos, it was my personal choice and for me it’s not just the ink. It’s the hows and the whys it’s there.
The memories attached are kept real by the motif. Thorns snaking their way up my back. Spreading like a disease with putrid and destruction, crawling and eating through the skin leaving trails of death. But through the thick foliage of suffocating pain, serene rose  buds are pushing their way to the top and breaking out in full bloom, showing that beauty can be found in the ugliest of places. And love. The blooming rose signifying love in its purest form without the doubts and the hurt. A love that isn’t limited and hasn’t got a time restriction. A poetic dream perhaps but nonetheless a reason for being. And that my friends, is why my back is covered in ink with the message of love. A love of life where there is room for you all.
Soundtrack How deep is your love, Bee Gees https://open.spotify.com/track/
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cordelia7 · 9 years ago
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#fridakahlo #nothingismoreridiculousthantragedy #EDS #inspiration #beautythroughpain
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thoughtfulbouqueteagle · 9 years ago
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Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.
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idontneedtits · 10 years ago
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This is my first tattoo. I got it tonight and it means everything to me.
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agirlwithafuture-blog · 12 years ago
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#strongwomen #keepyourheadhigh #beautythroughpain
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simplysinsational · 8 years ago
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Sonething supernatural is headed my way. I'm already grateful for what He's working for me 🙏🏾 #FaithInGrace #BeautyThroughPain
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