|I was born in 1967, Rotterdam.
When i was a child, my father who was a building expert often came home with lots of stuff to draw with. My brothers and i liked to draw, and spend lots of time together doing that. We came up with a lot of strange shit, but it was fun.
My interest of tattooing came at a young age, because my uncle had a few old-skool tattoos, like a sailors grave, betty boop, a pinup and other stuff. He also had a short career of tattoo artist right after WWII.
I was always asking my parents if i could have a tattoo, but as most of the parents, they said to wait till i was 18. Guess what… i didn’t.
When i was 13, i jumped on the subway train to get my first tattoo. I got it at 11.00 in the morning, i read the sign that said that i could get the “artist” across the street at the pub. So there it was, my first tattoo! A little cartoony doghead! My parents where not amused.
A friend of mine was tattooing at his house, he was putting something on my leg and i asked him if i could try it one time. He agreed, gave my some skin on his leg and then it hit me… I like this!