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Journal Entry: Tue Sep 29, 2009, 7:42 AM

It's been a year of changes again. The biggest one being my move to a new tattoo shop. It is amazing to see how a new working environment changes your outlook on life, friendship, customer service and artwork. I am so excited and have been feeling a lot more productive. So, watch out for new and improved and much more inspired work from moi.

Happy fall times,


  • Listening to: The air vent above my head
  • Drinking: Water
  • Listening to: Brother Ali
  • Eating: Soup
  • Drinking: Water
1. Inconsiderate people that do not call back or do not show up for their appointments.
2. People that take others for granted and never feel the need to show any gratitude.
3. Selfish people, who put themselves before anyone else.
4. People that get way too close to me while standing in line. Can you please back off? I really do not need to hear your conversation via bluetooth or smell your BO. Thank you!
5. People who do not stop for pedestrians, even though they have the right of way.
6. Ignorant people.
7. Lazy people that have to stop in the fire lane in front of the grocery store and run in to buy stuff. Yeah, the parking lot is really THAT much further. Douchebags.

I could go on, but I will keep it at that for now.
  • Listening to: Yovee
  • Eating: Apple Cinnamon Oatmal
  • Drinking: Coffee
Its been a while since I have actually written something here, so I figured it was about time. The reason for my absence on Deviantart is simple: I have been swamped. Work has been insanely busy and I am still trying to understand how that can be. In such difficult economic times, I have managed to stay alright. I am booked 2 months out and counting. I am not complaining, by any means, I am just trying to wrap my brain around what is happening.

I have started a lot of big tattoos, sleeves, chest pieces, full backs etc. And as much as I love my work and the people I get to see on a daily basis, I still feel overwhelmed. I know I am lucky to have a job I like, but I have been finding it hard to be creative on command as of late. I have come to realize that if Annie is not happy, there will be no artwork. Everything is going well for me in my personal life and I couldn't be happier. I just have a hard time with the man in charge, so to speak. But I will get over that sooner than later, for sure.

In other news, I finally have a website in the making. You can find it at:

Tattoos by Annie

You should go take a looksie sometime.

Once again thanks to everyone for always being encouraging and helpful.

Much love,

  • Listening to: Phil Collins
  • Watching: Steve eat a sandwich from Jimmy John's
  • Eating: Dark chocolate
  • Drinking: Water
I used to keep getting sidetracked by all the small stuff that bothers me, stuff that is so unimportant and in the big picture really does not matter. But I have finally come the conclusion that I have it pretty well. I have a great job and get to do what I love on a daily basis, I have the best husband in the world who treats me like the princess I am (cough cough), I have great friends and a loving family. Life is good.

With that being said, I also wanted to thank everyone here for always being supportive and constructive. I appreciate it all.

Kisskiss, Hughug.

  • Reading: The Perfume
  • Watching: The Daily Show
  • Drinking: Fuji Water
so i have been trying to post things once in a while, but only when i thought they were good enough or suitable for this site. i am a tattoo artist, so most of my submissions are going to be related to my profession. there is a category for tattoos on deviantart and ive been using it, so i dont understand why one of my most favorite tattoos ive ever done, was moved from there into my scraps folder? like, is my work not good enough? i guess since i dont post tribal dragons or celtic knotwork, my stuff isnt considered to be tattoos?

i dont get it.

i guess its not a big deal, but it still kinda makes me upset.

happy valentines day guys.

today i got fired for the first time in my life
and its the most degradingn thing that has ever happened to me.
im not really upset, i am just mad.

now i need a new job.

i dont know if anyone is still around to read this, but i am back. or so i think. ive been so busy and so much has been going on in my life. i really didnt have the time to come online and comment. i am truly sorry.

anyways, i hope everyone is doing well.


I don't know what to do anymore.
Every day I wake up hoping things are finally going to be all ok. Just to find out that nothing is ok and that something else has happened that will crush my heart. Today I was woken up by my mom calling me to tell my grandfather has passed away. Now that makes 7 people in 10 years. I am so lost....

So i have calmed down and slept over everything for a couple of nights and came to the conclusion that I shouldnt give up Deviantart just because some  individuals have no respect for other peoples' artwork. Or maybe I should feel flattered about someone else stealing my work to post it on the internet, because that just means I am actually kinda good? Either way, I have put a lot of time and effort into Deviantart and I would be stupid to just throw it all away, so I decided to follow the good advice of most of you and watermark my work and keep posting bigger and better things. Thanks for everyone's kind words of encouragement, it means a lot to me. And to be told that I am actually an inspiration to some of you, that was the nicest thing any artist could be told! Thank you for that.

So, prepare for a new Annie... better than before.

  • Listening to: The Killers - Somebody Told Me
I have been a part of this site for over 3 years now and thought I would actually give something back to the community that has welcomed me so nicely and whos members I have come to love dearly. I have posted many paintings and photographs, because I was in need of some input from fellow artists or people who enjoy and love art as much as I do.

Until today...

It had been brought to my attention that some people thought it would be appropriate to take images from my deviantart site as well as other peoples deviantart sites and post them on various other webpages, without ever consulting the artists themselves, asking them for their permission. I believe that the word copyright never occured to beforementioned individuals. And when I tried to confront them about the situation, I got nothing but sarcasm and rudeness in return. So I see no other solution but taking all my artwork down and not posting anything such as paintings or tattoos again. I am real sad, because I worked real hard to get this little group of people around me.

Thanks for everything.
And be careful with your artwork.

I thought i was gonna die after I watched "The Grudge" because that movie scared the living shit out of me. I had to sleep with the lights on for a week... well not really, but you get the idea. Anyhow, yesterday was movie night for me and my friends and we decided to go see "The Amityville Horror" ~ some of us really wanted to see it, others felt like they shouldn't pay money to see a stupid remake of an old classic. Well, let me tell you, that movie rocked. It's fucking scary, pretty gorey and makes you jump out of your seat more than a dozen times. I had my hood on during the entire movie and my fingers in my ears I was so scared. So much for my tough image, right?  

Also, the main actor, Ryan Reynolds, god dammit he is FINE! No, let me rephrase that: HE IS FUCKING HOT. I wonder what his momma fed him when he was younger. Hmmmhmmmm!

Anyways, other than that nothing much going on. I still have a headache from hell, and the prospect of working all weekend does not make me feel much better. I might be applying for a job at a big Advertisement company in the area. I am not sure if I am qualified enough, but I guess I can only wait and see.

Hope everyone is doing well.



PS. Go watch the movie! Thank you.
  • Listening to: Dillinger Escape Plan
  • Reading: Douglas Coupland ~ Girl in a coma
  • Watching: The Amityville Horror
I dont want to get too much into detail, but I finally got an official document today, that I had been waiting for for more than a year.I am so fucking excited.

Time to party and celebrate.

  • Listening to: Dillinger Escape Plan
  • Reading: Douglas Coupland ~ Girl in a coma
  • Watching: Deuce Bigalow
So I worked all weekend in this pink store and I thought it would be hell, but I actually had a great time. My coworker and I had a blast, and I found out that imitating peacocks is my calling. Then today I met a lady and talking to her somehow gave me hope and a new perspective in things...

Things were real slow at the store when this rather wealthy looking lady and her daughter walk in. Both of them real beautiful ~ long dark hair, smooth skin, elegant clothes. They were looking at dog leashes and toys. I thought they would probably be kind of arrogant from the looks of it but then the lady walked over to me and asked me for help. She was real sweet and told me she was buying little outfits and toys for her daughters doggies. When I rang her up I asked her where she was from, because she had an accent and was rather exotic looking and she told me she's from Nicaragua. I told her that when I was little my Mommy used to have a penpal there and that she always wanted to go visit. Then the lady, whos name is Claudia, asked me where I was from, because she could hear my accent. I told her I was from Germany and had moved to the States 2 years ago. So we get into talking and she mentions that she was actually looking for a German tutor for her daughter and I tell her that I was going to apply for a job as German lecturer at a local university. She tells me to write down my number for her, because she would love for me to maybe teach her daughter, because she has so many friends from Germany that she met while she was an exchange student in China. Then Claudia sees my sleeve and asks for me to the show her my whole arm. She is real polite and loves the colors etc. But then she asks me to not show it to her daughter, because the poor girl might get freaked out by it. Now this is where the story gets real interesting.

Claudia's daughter has amnesia. She is 19 going on 5. And not because she is mentally handicapped, but because she got attacked while she was living in China. A local boy beat her up with a brick and almost killed her.

Anyways, we exchange numbers and she leaves.

Shortly after we close the store and end up going to a Starbucks nearby. And now guess who I walk into... that's right: Claudia. So I introduce her to Chris and we get into talking again and she tells me how badly off her daughter is. She was an excellent student and about to graduate in China from highschool when that boy attacked her. Not for any particular reason, but the simple fact that she was pretty. He smashed a brick into her head 3 times and then into her a body a numerous times. She had a cracked skull, a cracked sternum and almost died. The boy's parents paid the local police money and the boy was set free. Can you imagine that? Anyhow, the girl survived, but she has amnesia. At first she woke up every morning not knowing who she was and where she was. But things are getting slowly better. She is mentally completely fine, but she has to relearn everything. She does not know how to read or write. She cannot watch tv or listen to music, because she cannot focus on things for too long or her vision and hearing get fucked up since she has a swelling in her brain that goes down real slowly. She also does not know how to decide what is real and what is fiction.

Anyhow, she does get better. But she needs a lot of help. And her Mom is trying her best. She told us that all of her daughter's friends basically could not handle the fact that she had changed so much and turned away. But she wants to treat her as normal as possible and that's why she is looking for a German teacher. So I told her I would do whatever I could to help. I think I could be a good friend to the girl, because I would not treat her differently. I would paint with her and talk to her, tell her about Germany and slowly introduce the German language to her. Fuck money, I want to do something nice. So I hope she calls me back.

I know this is a long rant and probably boring, but meeting the lady and her daughter was amazing and ment a lot to me, and I thought I would share.

Sometimes we don't know how good we have it, until we meet someone who had everything and lost if in a matter of seconds.

Good night.


  • Reading: Douglas Coupland ~ Girl in a coma
  • Watching: Deuce Bigalow
Ive had a long week, here a short breakdown:

good things:
~tattooing until my hands started smoking
~making good tips so i can finally buy new shoes
~sending my painting out to new york
~warm weather
~people being nice to me for a change
~the people surrounding me

bad things:
~still INS trouble
~stomache aches from hell
~sore feet
~money problems
~working 14 hour days

thats all.
i know its not exciting.

send me some love.
thank you.
  • Listening to: The Cult ~ some CD
  • Reading: Douglas Coupland ~ Girl in a coma
  • Watching: Sin City
It's Sunday.

And I hate rushing. I totally forgot to set the clock forward last night before going to bed. Thank god my dog woke me up early or I would have never gotten up in time. But I am different than most girls. I do not take very long in the bathroom ;)

But yeah. I am on my way to work now. Just waiting for some time to pass so I can go deal with ignorant people who have way too much money for their own good. Yehaw. I even have to wear certain clothes that at least cover most of my tattoos, because "we do not wanna scare our customers off." Really? I guess whatever works for them, because I need the job.

Went to the movies last night and saw "Sin City" ~ great movie, you all need to go see it. One of the best I have seen in a long time, nice and gorey, great cinematic version of a comic book. I cannot wait for the movie to come out on DVD, or maybe I will go see it again.

Anyways, I am going to work now.
Have a nice and sunny Sunday guys.

  • Listening to: Incubus ~ Pardon Me
  • Reading: Douglas Coupland ~ Girl in a coma
  • Watching: Sin City
I just wanted to thank you guys for being so kind. Thanks for all the support and love. I really appreciate it. And thanks for the input when I feel down. I am glad theres some wonderful people and artists out there who care.


  • Listening to: Weerd Science ~ Girl, Your Baby's Wormfood
  • Reading: Lullaby
  • Watching: Stepford Wives

Fuck People

Sun Mar 27, 2005, 7:17 PM
Prepare yourself for a big rant. And I mean BIG!

So I survived the movies last night without any major interruptions. It was funny as crap and I had a good time. Some people had to bring their babies to the movies (it was 9:50 pm when the movie started, mind you), but they surprisingly behaved quite well.

Anyhow, I woke up this morning in good spirits. I had all day to paint and spend by myself and I really needed it. I was a little homesick, because it's Easter and I am used to spending it with my family. Well, not this year. So yeah, I was glad to be by myself. I got pretty far with my work, had some good food and listened to my favorite music. Until I made the mistake to check this lame online journal I keep for some reason. I never write into it, but I keep in touch with some people from Germany. And there's also people on there who like my work and bla bla. Well one kid from that livejournal site came into the tattoo shop I sometimes work at, telling me he wants work done by me. He has 2 really shitty tattoos and wanted some traditional work done, so he came to me. I was pumped. I'm real busy, but I told him I'd draw up his tattoos and email them to him. Usually we charge a deposit when we draw things for people and we never let any sketches leave the shop, but I thought I could trust this kid.

WRONG. What the fuck was I thinking?!

First of all, that kid started emailing me 5 minutes after he left the shop. And when I didn't respond right away he emailed me again saying he is really waiting for the sketches, and he keeps checking his email EVERY FUCKING 10 MINUTES! He didn't mean to put any pressure on me though, of course not.

So I made it a point of drawing his fucking gay ass straightedge tattoo. We all know, im straightedge too, but the kids of today are all fucking posers and I hate dealing with them. I sent him his sketch, and remember, it's a SKETCH! I never do colorwork on a fucking tattoo sketch, we normally discuss that before the appointment. Ugh! And he starts asking me all these questions about minor detail shit. He has all the fucking time in the world. He has no money trouble. Nothing.

Anyways, I did what I could. So today he emails me telling me he wanted to get his work done before too long and if I had forgotten about him. Which I have not, I had just been busy working 2 jobs and trying to catch up on my painting which I have to have done by Wednesday. And then the next thing he does is takes the sketch and posts it on his fucking livejournal so everyone can see it and give him input on his color choices! HELLO??!?!?! I am supposed to be his artist. I am supposed to help him. Not his little loserfriends. Who started bashing on the design as soon as he put it up. Mocking my work. The whole thing got so out of hand that I told him to do us both a favor and go somewhere else, because I wasn't going to tattoo him anymore.

One chick told me I should try and have people come to me because I do good work and not because I guilt them into coming to me?! I never even asked that kid to come to me. He started being interested cuz he went to my fucking website.

I am so pissed.
I feel insulted and heartbroken.
All I ever get is drama. Why am I even trying?
Why don't I just become a cocky bitch and start to not give a shit about people or their feelings? All I do is be nice and help people I don't even fucking know.

I am sorry this is long and I am sure nobody will even read it. But it made me feel better to get this off my chest.



  • Listening to: Weerd Science ~ Girl, Your Baby's Wormfood
  • Reading: I can't concentrate on anything but hate right now
  • Watching: Guess Who?
Okay guys, in case you do not hear from me for a few days, it means that I am in jail after getting arrested at the movie theatre for beating up someone. I am attempting to go see a blockbuster on a Saturday night, what the hell is wrong with me? But I need to get out of the house. I haven't really seen daylight today, because all I am doing is working on this god damn painting. It's coming along well, so watch out.

Also, Happy Easter to everyone.

And send some love my way.
I need it.

  • Listening to: Depeche Mode ~ World in my eyes
  • Reading: Henry Miller - Under the Roofs of Paris
  • Watching: About to go see the new Ashton Kutcher movie.
This won't be long.
I haven't felt this exhausted in a while.
I went to work at 5 am this morning. And my day was fucked. I am bruised all over from cleaning out a big warehouse. My arms don't even feel like they're mine. I am falling asleep walking. Annie the zombie, what a nice thought.

I need to finish this painting, and I haven't even finished the drawing for it yet. I am so unhappy with my work lately. I need a muse to kiss me. It should be the other way around for a change. Usually I'm the one that's doing all the inspirational kissing.


PS. I am stressing the snail mail idea once again. We should get this going guys. Packages, letters, postcards. Whatever. Who's game?

  • Listening to: Depeche Mode ~ Strangelove
  • Reading: Henry Miller - Under the Roofs of Paris
  • Watching: Pauly Shore is Dead