Pony Lawson

I remember bringing colored pens to school in the 6^th grade, and kids would give me 50 cents, a dollar, buy me lunch if I drew something cool on their arm. Pogs (milk caps for you old timers) were in, so I would use the images on those for inspiration.

I was about 14 when my dad took me to a tattoo party where I got my first tattoo. I was SO intrigued. I had to get in on this, so in freshman year a friend sold me a tattoo machine he had made out of a Bic pen and RC car motor.

Oh, the days.. When I reached Junior year, I got a job at a local coffee shop and saved all my money to buy one of those tattoo kits you see online, I was so close to being a ‘real’ tattoo artist! So after messing around with my newly found addiction, I went one of the tattoo shops around town, and the guy offered me one for $500. To say the least, I got the sour end of the deal. I traced a few pictures, tattooed my friend one time, and he gave me this certification. Did this mean I was in with the big shots? I’m now a professional tattoo artist? Hardly. I went back to tattooing from the basement.

Working at the pizza joint, and the other artist in town walked in and tells me to come to the shop after I get off work. I show up a few hours later and he offers me an apprenticeship. Score! Woody, from Artistic Outcasts really fine tuned what I was scratching on people back home. After a few years of traveling around, shop to shop, I have found my home at Windy City Ink. The most relaxed, inspirational place in Chicago to do what I do best. What I’m trying to say through all this rambling is that tattooing has been a big piece of me for MOST of my life.

I’ve got such a passion to push out better and better work until I tattoo all the people that I have looked up to through my adventure in tattooing.

Hope to see you soon, when you come see me at WINDY CITY INK.

-Pony

Mail me!  Pony@WindyCityInk.com