Hey I am Huka. A California native currently residing in good ‘ole Los Angeles.
I am a tattoo artist. I specialize in color and coverup tattoos. I’ve been tattooing for 12 years…damn I didn’t realize it had been so long.
Love. I love what I do. That cliche saying that “if you do what you love you’ll never work a day in your life” rings true here. I basically color on people all day and get to use my creative fuel to make people happy. Sh*T is wild.
I was going to the University of Redlands, wasting a bunch of money not going to class. I was just getting tattooed all the time and drawing pictures for my friends. One of them mentioned that I could actually learn to tattoo. For some reason it hadn’t occurred to me before that, I hadn’t seen a lot of female tattoo artists and didn’t think it was possible. I immediately dropped out of school and moved to get an apprenticeship. I knew being a tattoo artist was meant for me. Best risk I ever took.
The best parts of my job are 50% the art and 50% the people who get them. I tattooed a 82 year old French grandmother one time. It was her first tattoo and she got a little butterfly. I started and her response was “oh that doesn’t hurt at all” . She was adorable and charming and gave me a kiss on the cheek when we finished. I live for moments like that.
Carrie Fisher seemed like she would be good conversation, maybe we would have a margarita with salt or a can of Gilly’s on the beach, keep the vibe mellow.
Everything worth doing requires effort.
