Tattoo Nation: Portraits of Celebrity Body Art


Tattoos, rock and roll, and Rolling Stone-the ideal combination for the ultimate book on celebrities and their tattoos. Rolling Stone's Tattoo Nation exposes this dynamic art form in all its glory as embodied by the biggest pop icons of our time, from Drew Barrymore to Eminem, Melissa Etheridge to Ozzy Osbourne, Busta Rhymes to Mary J. Blige. Tattoo Nation features candid and never-beforeseen photographs and equally revealing interviews that chronicle the gradual emergence of this evocative art form into ...
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Tattoos, rock and roll, and Rolling Stone-the ideal combination for the ultimate book on celebrities and their tattoos. Rolling Stone's Tattoo Nation exposes this dynamic art form in all its glory as embodied by the biggest pop icons of our time, from Drew Barrymore to Eminem, Melissa Etheridge to Ozzy Osbourne, Busta Rhymes to Mary J. Blige. Tattoo Nation features candid and never-beforeseen photographs and equally revealing interviews that chronicle the gradual emergence of this evocative art form into mainstream society via pop-culture icons. These edgy color and black-and-white photographic spreads present pop and rock icons ranging from counter culture pioneers like Janis Joplin to today's trendsetters Bjork and Lenny Kravitz showing off their body artwork.

Author Biography: David Ritz is a three-time winner of the Ralph J. Gleason Music Book Award and has coauthored a number of best selling biographies, including those of Ray Charles, Marvin Gaye, Aretha Franklin, and the Neville Brothers.

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Once the province of convicts and sailors, tattoos have become a nearly prevalent art form among pop-culture icons. In Tattoo Nation, Rolling Stone photographers give their subjects no time for second thoughts as they coax stars like Drew Barrymore, Mary J. Blige, Bjork, Lenny Kravitch, and Melissa Etheridge to strip down to show their goodies.
Publishers Weekly
Popularized by sailors and bikers, tattoos have become indispensable fashion accessories for rockers and rappers, whose professional responsibility it is to embody exotic, outlaw primitivism to the public. Hence this coffee-table collection of photographs of tattooed celebrities culled from the pages of Rolling Stone. The portraits here, by famous celebrity and fashion photographers, are heavily weighted toward sleeveless, scowling male musicians, whose remarkably consistent tattoo tastes run to a comic book aesthetic of gothic lettering, deaths heads, dragons and babes (until they age and begin inscribing wives' and childrens' names into their flesh). Accompanying interviews and captions allow the subjects to pontificate on the personal significance of their tattoos ("Weed was the biggest part of my life at that point," muses Crazytown's Shifty Shellshock of his marijuana-leaf tattoo). While fans of the celebrities pictured here will swoon over the lush photos, the book fails to make the case for tattoos as real works of art capable of signifying something to onlookers as well as to their owners. (Nov.) Copyright 2003 Cahners Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780821227817
  • Publisher: Bulfinch
  • Publication date: 11/8/2002
  • Edition description: 1ST
  • Pages: 144
  • Product dimensions: 10.31 (w) x 12.35 (h) x 0.73 (d)

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Tattoo Nation

Portraits of Celebrity Body Art
By The Editors of Rolling Stone

Bulfinch Press

Copyright © 2002 Rolling Stone Press
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0821227815

Chapter One

Show & Tell by David Ritz

TATTOOS CUT DEEP. As fantasies, as dreams, as symbolic declarations, they breathe beneath our skin. They augment our private or public lives; hidden or exposed, they come to life as erotically intimate penetrations, signs of self-invention or self-scrutiny, self-denial or self-indulgence, self-love or self-obsession. For many of us engaged in the Western pop culture of the Twenty-First Century, tattoos resonate with musical overtones, imagistic counterpoints to the brashness of rhythm & blues and rock & roll. They scream for attention, cry for affection. They're attempts to fortify the funk, keep the music turned on forever, no pause between songs, no release from the thrill of true grooves liberating us from the tedium of an ordinary look or an ordinary life. Tattoos are the ultimate artistic statements about ourselves, turning bodies into canvases of extreme self-expression. Such statements require a ritual that, in turn, requires pain. The pain is the price we pay for a fresh vision - sometimes clear, sometimes confused - of how we choose to walk through the world.

THIS IS A BOOK OF VISIONS. Clarifying or confusing those visions, tattooed people talk about how, when andwhy they went for the ink It's all show-and-tell. The stories are silly, profound, thoughtful and odd. The stories, paired with their correspondent symbols, say all that can be said about why some of us feel compelled to decorate our bodies in a permanent fashion. In explaining the mystique surrounding tattoos, I can only tell my own odd story In doing so, though. I recognize and respect the mystery of the lure. Mysteries are mysteries precisely because they defy easy resolution. In asking the question - How did I, a fifty-eight-year-old man, wind up with fourteen pieces of modern art marking up my body? - I'm still not sure my answer makes sense.

IT BEGAN A DOZEN YEARS AGO, when my twin daughters. Alison and Jessica, were in high school. They were leafing through a book of tribal tattoos, all the rage back then, when I glanced over their shoulders and innocently commented. "Maybe one day I'll get a small tattoo."

"Who are you kidding?" they replied.

"You're not the type."

I resented the typecasting. I protested, "You might not know me as well as you think you do."

I thought it over for a few days. I envisioned a small symbol - of what I wasn't sure - that might sit discreetly on my right shoulder. I went so far as to visit a tattoo parlor. The place was filled with bikers and gangbangers picking out pictures of ferocious snakes, tigers and bare-breasted women. Thoroughly intimidated, I left without saying a word.

"You're right," I confessed to my daughters. "I'm not the tattoo type."

THE STORY MIGHT have ended there had Alison and Jessica not brought me a newspaper profile of Jill Jordan, described as a fine artist working in tattoos. Formally trained at an art school, Jordan was said to be selective about who and what she tattooed. The writer called her sensitive. "Sounds like your kind of person, Daddy," said the twins. "Maybe you should meet her." By then I had a notion of what would be my one and only tattoo. Wild about rhythm & blues since I was a child, I saw the simple letters R&B as a heartfelt tribute to a lifelong passion. Because I write biographies of rhythm & blues artists, it also seemed professionally appropriate. Armed with enough rationalizations to keep me from feeling entirely foolish, I went to see Jill Jordan in her Hollywood tattoo parlor. The name - Red Devil Tattoos - gave me pause, but Jill was pleasant and to the point. It would take her three weeks to prepare a design. Three weeks later, I saw the design. I liked it but in the secret silence of my head was convinced I was losing my mind and ruining my body. She couldn't actually tattoo me for another three weeks, during which I considered bailing. The night before had me crazy with anxiety. The next morning I felt like I was going to my execution. For reasons still not entirely clear, I went through with it. I sat there and experienced a pain more annoying than excruciating. It took less than a half hour. I was branded "R&B." When the bandage came off twenty-four hours later, I looked in the mirror. I didn't like what I saw; I loved it.

I'm embarrassed to say I was giddy with the pleasure of the thing. It seemed quite perfect; it seemed to be me. I was set. A middle-aged man with a small tattoo on his right shoulder, nothing more, nothing less. But soon my satisfaction was unsettled by a simple notion: I had two shoulders, not just one; moreover, I had two musical passions-R&B and jazz. Jazz, after all, was my first love. With "R&B" sitting so sweetly on one shoulder, wouldn't "Jazz" be the perfect complement for the other? Within a month I was back at Jill Jordan's. I went through the same process, gaining respect for Jill's deliberate and artful approach. The jazz design, like its R&B sister, was vibrant; it seemed to sing. The second tattoo delighted me even more than the first. I was balanced between the two musical strains that sustained my heart. I needed nothing more. Or did I?

I did, but I didn't know it at the time. I thought I could get away with this modest duo of tattoos, but my mind wouldn't rest. I began considering other designs on other body parts. The jones kicked in. Then came the epiphany: I was seated in Town Hall in New York City, listening to pianist George Shearing perform "Celia," a breathtakingly beautiful ballad by bebopper Bud Powell. Onstage behind Shearing was a large canvas by Stuart Davis, an American who depicted jazz as cubist expressionism. Shearing's gentle lyricism seemed to conspire with the poetry of the painting. I found myself crying. I'm not sure why-perhaps because the song suggested the mystery of the Forties, the decade of my birth and my parents' troubled romance, an epoch I've always viewed with aching poignancy. I felt consumed by beauty.

The next day I went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, where a major Stuart Davis exhibition was on display. I bought the book from the show, studied it for weeks and finally found myself at Jill Jordan's studio asking whether she could translate Davis into a tattoo. She thought she could. But when I saw the sketch weeks later, I was astounded by its size. It was enormous, starting at my shoulder and spilling down to my elbow. "Can't it be smaller?" But I knew the answer before the question left my mouth. The design demanded length and breadth. This kind of art, like jazz, required room to breathe.

A month later, I watched myself watching the tattoo take form on my arm. This was a different sort of commitment. This tattoo was hardly discreet; it was screaming. A voice inside my head was screaming that this time I had really done it, ruined whatever sense of decorum I had once possessed. But when the deed was done, when I looked at Jill's extraordinary design, a louder voice exclaimed. "Fuck decorum; this is funky!" Suddenly all bets were off. I saw what my unconscious had certainly seen long before I was willing to admit it: I was a work in progress.

My warped sense of symmetry led to another Stuart Davis-inspired tattoo on my lower left arm; a sprawling Kandinsky would soon dance across my lower right arm. The larger the tattoos, the bolder Jill's designs, the more confidence I had in her ability to understand the images I wanted under my skin. Not only was her craftsmanship a fine mixture of skill and soul; the colors of her ink-hand-selected from countries around the world-were so startling that many people scrutinizing the tattoos were certain they'd been painted in oils.

In six-month or eight-month intervals, the tattoos multiplied. Fragments from various Miró paintings were pieced together and drawn on my upper right chest. My love for 1950s coffee-shop decor was satisfied by a sprawling wallpaper design from that period. I borrowed from lesser-known artists like Steve Wheeler, whose bursts of mechanical imagery excited my whimsy and now adorn my clavicle and right leg. A dripping Jackson Pollock was recently inked on my left calf.

I AM, IN SHORT, an illustrated man. My tattoos give me visceral pleasure, much of which comes in the form of the reactions of others. To the perpetual question - What is it? - I offer a perpetual answer: Art. I'm gratified that for the overwhelming majority of observers my tattoos bring smiles and warm greetings. An astounding number of strangers look at them and simply say, "It's all about music, isn't it?" It is.

My daughters, who led me to Jill Jordan, went to her a little while after I did and were tattooed in distinctive ways that bear no relation to mine. It was my wife, Roberta, initially skeptical of my tattoo obsession, who offered the most telling analysis of all: "They represent a triumph over your troubled childhood," she said. "They're your way of asserting your happiness."

I do believe happiness is the key, the kind of happiness that comes with embracing a mystique I can never quite grasp. When, for example, others ask, "How do you know that you want that stuff on you forever?" my answer is, "I don't know." Not knowing is part of the fun. I love the notion of permanent whimsy when, in a flash, I see a colorful image and decide to make it part of me. The more tattoos I have, the less seriously I take them. I see them as flights of fancy blessing me with the same sensations I experienced listening to George Shearing playing "Celia" - a rush of spontaneous beauty, a feeling of fleeting joy.

DAVID RITZ, a four-time winner of the Ralph K. Gleason Music Book of the Year Award, recently completed a biography of jazz singer Jimmy Scott (Da Capo Press).


Excerpted from Tattoo Nation by The Editors of Rolling Stone Copyright © 2002 by Rolling Stone Press
Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

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  • Posted April 9, 2011

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    Body Art

    Look around and likely your eyes will fall upon many a tattooed person. The fad is at its height and even youngsters are getting inked. This book concentrates on the body art as selected and displayed by some celebrities, mostly form the world of pop music culture. The tattoos vary greatly, from subtle tiny statements to total boy inking. Many of the tattoos illustrated are accompanied by statements by or interviews with the 'living canvas' on which they are painted. There are about a hundred images of musicians and pop-culture heroes gathered by the magazine Rolling Stone, and the images vary form black and white photographs to full color reproductions. Of note, there is a page devoted to actor/producer Mark Wahlberg in his early days as a rapper; his tattoos include a 'neck chain' with the phrase 'In God I Trust' also with some arm art - little of which is extant - unless makeup artists have their way with these inkings.... Whether the tattoo urge will grow or fade is not known, but this book will interest those who participate in inking as well as those who desire a closer look at celebrity 'art'. Grady Harp

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 27, 2003


    The only reason why this book is any good is because of the oen photo of TAIRRIE B. the singer of MY RUIN. Buy it.. its beautiful crafted.

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