One of Ann Palmer’s most personal tattoos is an elephant. “My mom used to collect elephants,” Palmer said of Lorraine Mahoney, who passed away in 2009. “She believed they were good luck, but only if the trunk was up.”
Grendel was just tiny, a 6-pound puppy, when she met Mark Lansing Jr. in 1999. Grendel would rest her paws on Lansing’s chest. And while Grendel is gone now, Lansing has reminders of the ritual — he has tattoos of Grendel’s paws inked on his skin.
People don’t need flaming skulls or bleeding hearts in reds and yellows if they have stories behind their colors. Lansing, and a small sampling of others in the Capital Region, can explain why designer reds, greens and blues are perfect fits for their bodies.