Remember to always do somethjng that’s going to make you happy. Working 70+ hours a week has made me realize that if you don’t take a little time to yourself and socialize a bit, you’ll go stir crazy and have no idea what to do with yourself. Always take at least one day out of the week to do something that makes you feel good. I had to leave my other job because it was WAY too much negativity in my life. Now, I get to wake up earlier and be done working by 2 in a local bagel shop. Happiness is WAY more valueable than money will ever be to me. My lines have improved this week. That makes me extremely happy. It means I’ll be moving on the shading soon. Progress along the way is also like having little accomplishments as you go. Ideally, set short term and long term goals for yourself. Honestly, short term goals keep me motivated more than long term. It’s just how some people are! Remember to stay positive this weekend. Throw a random compliment out and make somebody’s day. It’s amazing how a few positive words from a stranger can effect someone so greatly.
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Hello, my name is Tristyn Dabrowski and I’ve decided to follow my dream and become a tattoo artist and also a traveler; this is my story. I grew up traveling with my parents since I was a kid, Florida, California, Jamaica. Naturally I loved it, and could never get enough. But we all grow up and have to start adult-ing at some point.
After going to college for a year and 1/2 to be an Athletic Trainer, I realized that I was wasting my time doing something I didn’t actually love, and I dropped out. I had no idea where I was going to go in life. Living with distraught parents who only wanted to see me succeed was frustrating when I had no idea what I wanted to do. The only thing my 20 year old mind knew at the time was that I wanted to travel, and the easiest way I knew to do that was to join the military. After joining the Air Force to serve actively, I got injured 3 weeks into Basic Military Training. After trying to recover for about a month and 1/2 and cleaning moldy dormitories on the 4th of July in Texas, they sent me back home to Erie, PA. Now, job-less, upset, and unable to do much after leg surgery, I found a passion that I’ve enjoyed since I was a child: art. I’ve always wanted to an aspiring artist, but I couldn’t do it on my own. In my mind, tattooing is a modern, moveable, traveling, beautiful art. How could I not want to do this? I’ve decided to pursue a dream- to become a traveling tattoo artist.
Currently I’m doing an apprenticeship and making ends meet as best as I can. Follow me on my journey to travel this beautiful world we live in and bring art and life to the people around us; because the earth without art is just “eh.”