I've been promising photos of my newest ink..
Seth and I went together two days before St. Valentine's - to the artist we adore. My crucifix is old (my first tattoo). I got it at 18, in a Detroit studio, with giggling, uncomfortable friends, and a taciturn artist. John has started going over it to connect Christ better with His poppies.
Poppies symbolize death and resurrection, and the blood of Christ. Mine will be red someday, but right now I like seeing them as open lines - with Jesus nestled among them.