These are my redundant Texas tattoos. Texas is such a convoluted, mixed-up, larger-than-life mess. I identify with Texas, and it is my home. I don’t live there anymore, and having these tattoos as an identifier is really nice. They attract fellow displaced Texans and mystify everyone else who can’t comprehend why anyone would want to brand themself with such a ridiculous state. Both were done at Firing Line Tattoos in Tyler, TX.