You never know

I asked a man at breakfast who had done his art work (tattoos)...as they were very well done and I was somewhat afraid he'd caught me staring. He told me the name of the artist then shared the stories behind each piece. He has a full colored sleeve on one arm (shoulder to wrist) and working on a grey scale (black only) on the other. We talked for a long time about meanings, ink, artists and perceptions. I was wearing long sleeves...he said, looking at me, he would never guess that I had ink. I pulled my collar over to show him. He admired mine as I had his. It's nice to share a common interest.