Via GalleyCat I found Contrariwise, a site devoted to literary tattoos. I can only admire people who love literature enough to wear it on their bodies, but I don’t think I’ll be following their example. If I started wearing my favorite passages from different books, I’d end up looking like a less buff combination of Guy Pierce in Memento and Robert De Niro in Cape Fear.
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BEING THE BLOG OF THE AUTHOR OF 'AMERICAN DICTATORS,' 'WE ALL FALL DOWN' AND 'THE LAST THREE MILES.'
There’s a girl who’s been in a lot of my classes this semester and last who has Read, Think, Write tattooed on the back of her neck. I always think it’s cool.
Don’t forget Peter Greenaway’s 1996 film, The Pillow Book
Don’t know that one. The last Greenaway I saw was Prospero’s Books.
The Pillow Book isn’t a great film, but it is interesting, and filled with people who write poems and novels on their flesh…
Hmmmmm. There’s The Illustrated Man, in which the tattoos come to life and play out their stories. And Clive Barker’s Books of Blood opens with a fake medium being attacked by spirits who write their stories on his skin with shards of glass.