Part six of Inking stories of my ink.
This is the third artist on my body, 3/3 for early career female asian artist. I met Kristin Yip through the Black Widows network, a team of female asian players on a mission to showcase female asian play in Ultimate. This post captures my excitement of playing in the showcase game with Black Widows against one of the best clubs in the world, Revolution, at my #1 tournament experience ever at Torneo Eterna Primavera in Medellin, Colombia.
I had a growing collection on the upper half of my body and decided to balance it with another band around my left leg. The circular nature inspires a cycle of water, transitioning from droplets, growing into laminar flow, into a Hokusai-style Great Wave.
When ink comes to life after years of simmering, I can’t help but pause every time it catches my eye.
This prose came from those moments.
Water is the droplets of mist coming off the shore 💧 💦
Water is the babbling brook, carving its path through the countryside 🏞️
Or a breathtaking waterfall, cascading down and down, infinitely
Water can build and crash, carrying chaos and turbulence
Until it crescendos into devastating waves
Sets pummeling anything in its path 🌊🌊🌊
then it’s over again
With the receding tide so calm you skip rocks
it’s hard to believe the disaster in front of you was by the same calmness of clouds and snowflakes,
The same atomic particles tumble over themselves through vapours and wetness and icicles
Ever-changing and always the same
That’s what you are
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