The Archive · 02
The Blade
A black and grey forearm piece, built around a single image: a skull, and the sword that runs it through. It was photographed from the first sketch on the screen to the moment he looked down and found it finished on his own arm.
Most of it happened in a dark room, over long days, with the coffee going cold. Nothing in these frames was staged for the camera. It is simply what the work looks like while it is being made.

It begins with a man telling you what he carries.The meeting

The idea is drawn long before anyone wears it.The drawing

Paper has to find the arm it was made for.The placement

The first pass. From here it only moves forward.The first line

Long days are not solemn. We laugh through most of them.The room

He sits. I work. Neither of us watches the clock.The hours

Black goes down first. The light is found later.The build

A skull, and the blade that runs it through.The work

He looks down and it is his. That was the whole point.What remains
- Tattoo
- Rafael Cassaro
- Photography
- Gerusa Younes
- Placement
- Forearm
- Where
- Boca Raton, Florida
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