Forever
May 4, 2009
War
January 22, 2009
Opening
December 28, 2008
Ahab
December 13, 2008
work:

Arthur

Benjamin

Jess

Emily. Marilyn not mine.

I Am The Ocean was in town again and, as per usual, got a basket of awesome stuff:

and

and

Good times.
Friday February 6th I am going to have a showing of new works opening at the Gallery Underground In Fort Collins, CO. If you’re in the area, please do stop by and say hello.

delusions
November 2, 2008
For sarah, on request.
New:

jess

paula

elisa

erin

tara

benjamin
Multiple thanks as usual to the boggling slew of clients willing for me to ply my lines and colors onto them. Wintertime tattooing is settling upon us. Longer sittings, tougher outlooks. Cannot wait to get some snow on the ground. lovely.
New, partial series. possibly soon to be abandoned:


Faith in humanity obliterated:
I allowed myself out of the house for fifteen whole minutes last night only to come across a small flock of whores exiting the safeway chaperoned by a thuggish fuck “dressed up” as an SS officer. All period replica pieces, the hat to the boots to the armband every tuck and fold assessed and delivered with accuracy. I stopped and almost said something to this boy while i was arrested half onto my bicycle by his awful getup, but then thought I might as well just ride away. And did. Who mounts halloween as an excuse to flaunt something that vile- and how! To display, firmly, the possession of a full rack of nazi bullshit and imply that YES I AM A WHITE SUPREMACIST THANK YOU in everyone’s faces like we’re all a bunch of cowering fucks that’ll just let you on by. To hide behind a holiday and shake racism at everyone- shake like a halfpants’d pedophile on the playground. The thing is, my thuggish amigo, that although all the children are shocked at this inflicted display of depravity they are also thinking to themselves “my, what a tiny dick.”
Faith in humanity restored:
Christina the Hun put out and album today.
love, ish
SHIRTS
September 25, 2008

Snake Lincoln and Blimpin Ain’t Easy shirts now available! Printed on American Apparel light cotton for max comfort. Each with whorish endorsement of your truly on the reverse. 20 at the shop, 20+3 paypal delivered to your door in the US. ishjohnsontattoo@gmail.com
Sleeping cats, everywhere
September 19, 2008
Dharma Dharma Dharma. Trying to stay focussed on linear depiction, raw mark-making. Production.
Greater Jihad towards higher rebirth! And Sharks!

This adorable girl sat for ever on this piece in one go and then hopped on a plane to Russia for school.


Daemons, run!

Swiss army tattoo.

I’m not retarded, Erik is retarded. I just do what I’m asked. But who got the lil weezy tat’s? Nobody.

I painted a skateboard for a show over at the Phantom 8 convention this weekend. Big ups at Mike and Thick As for putting it together. If you’re in denver this weekend, check it out.
Love, me.
Movement
September 7, 2008
light skulb.
August 6, 2008
continue to be busy. Love having so many fabulous clients to help make these pieces so much fun.




Also: go read Atmospheric Disturbances by Rivka Galchen. Terrifying. Back to Cormac McCarthy this week.
owie.
July 5, 2008
Hi.
So I made it back in one piece from the land of 20 hours of sunshine and really polite people. How polite? So polite you’ll think everyone dislikes you until you get used to it.
some highlights:

the Copenhagen city library. Kierkegaard helped wear the grooves in the stairs. Open to the public. Silent. Awesome.

They call shaving cream barberskum! har har har. Did i mantion that i’m from america or did you notice that i was taking photos of the shaving cream?

giant wild roses the size of your head grow everywhere.

the carlsburg beer botanical gardens.

The night before i left, i ran into an actual, honest-to-god danish youth street protest. I think they were protesting the closing of the local youthhouse (think boys and girls club with graffitti and anarchism). They essentially shout down an entire street for 24 hours and partied to a giant stereo-van. Cops watched from a far and never intervened. yes.


The danes are chow-hounds who eat seriously. I more than once saw tiny, gorgeous women exponentially out-eat me by pounds. Two of the many awesome meals i was treated to.
Yesterday, i was able to share a stage with one of my all-time favorite bands, I Am the Ocean. they’re also some of by bestest friends in the whole world. Beforehand, jeremy let me toss some sickness on his calf.

who else is down with mr toad? that’s right.
I finally got my broship, thanks to four fifths of IATO. gnarly.

thanks, amigos.
some new tattoos:

finished molly’s lotuses. fun.

thanks. ish




















