
It was my very first time stepping into the role of a tattoo artist. No longer just an observer, I got to hold the machine, mix the ink, and draw my first lines on real skin—under the patient guidance of a mentor. My hands trembled, the lines weren’t perfect, but I realized something important: tattooing is not just about technique, it’s about emotion, presence, and respect. My first tattoo might not be flawless, but it marks something personal—a symbolic beginning to a new journey. The model was kind and patient, and I learned far more than expected. A brief experience, yet the feelings will linger for a long time.