I'm sure you've heard me talk about my tattoo's before, but I haven't really posted pictures of any of them here. No intentionally anyhow. And since it is May Monster Madness, I thought I'd share the first monster tattoo I ever got. My tattoo of the Furies.
I got this tattoo in 2008. I got an inheritance from my grandfather, and since I was supposed to do something nice for myself with it, I got this. It's based off of artwork done by the artist Boris Vallejo. This is the original picture I asked the artist to use to inspire my Furies:
Bitchen am I right? But there is a deeper reason why I chose these particular creatures, and why I had to have them look like this, and not what they traditionally looked like in Greek mythology. Before I get into why I needed to put these monstrous women on my arm, let me explain a little what the Furies are. In case you might not be up on your Greek myths.
|A picture of my Furies after I just got them. 10 hours of pain in total. Ah Yeah!|
There are many Furies, but three made themselves prominent in the mythology that was written. These three are the ones I put on my arm, and these three have the most meaning for me. They are Alecto (Unceasing Anger, also known as the "Unnamable One"), Megaera (Grudging, The Jealous One), Tisiphone (Vengeful Destruction). Their names, and meanings of their names alone should give you a hint at the terror they caused. They were not kind, gentle beings, even though they were sometimes referred to as "The Kindly Ones". People called them that in the same as how people called the Fae kindly, as an appeasement. They feared their wrath and thought to name them pretty things to placate them, or avoid their notice.
As you can see, I love the stories of the Furies. I have researched them for years, and wish I could find more on their cults. In ancient Greece there were plenty of cults. Sadly there has been no reconstruction of said cults by Greek re-constructionists. Probably because now a days, The Furies are not as sexy as some of the other gods, like Aphrodite. Though have you seen that bitch Aphrodite mad? That's not a pretty sight I can assure you.
So the question remains:
WHY WOULD I TATTOO SUCH CRAZY NASTY GODDESSES ON MY ARM?Well...
To make a long story short: I have some heavy trauma in my past that has given me rage issues. I used to have terrible rage issues. Now I can contain it to the occasional rant and other more healthy methods. I don't stick my fist through people's faces anymore. You wouldn't think to look at me, this short, Rubenesque creature, would have the ability to do such things. But trust me, I have quite the fiery wrath. I'm kinda like one of those Critter creatures when pissed off. Or like a Gremlin...Don't feed me after midnight. I was a Fury myself in the old days, causing havoc, living dangerously and recklessly. I didn't have much respect for myself, let alone anyone else. Studying the Furies, and later tattooing them on my arm has lead me to find more self control, more peace with myself. I am intense. I am fiery. I am infernal when enraged. I know these things about myself. I also know it's my responsibility to find healthy ways to cope with it. I don't have the right to inflict myself on others. I will ride the beast of my anger. Not it ride me.
I'm also better at not giving a fuck about the stupid, petty shit. I've learned to have more of a sense of humor about the world, and all the fuckwads that annoy me.
I also know there is a time and a place the Furies are needed. Sometimes people NEED to be put in their place. Sometimes someone SHOULD speak out when people are being turdmuffins. This is the reason why when I found the Boris painting of them, I had to have a rendition of it specifically on my arm. I didn't need it to look exactly like the Greek Myths, because I wanted to show the power, beauty, and strength the Furies have taught me in my life. That having rage is not wrong, not abnormal, and people need to honor their Furies within them. Ignoring it, bottling it, any number of unhealthy things is not going to make it go away. If you are mad, you have a right to your anger. You also have a responsibility to find ways to deal with it that are constructive instead of destructive.
So there you have it. The story of my monstrous beauties. I'm just embracing the Fury within.
(PS: Images like the animated one there make me stupidly happy when I'm mad. It's part of my therapy.)