Either way, more than likely, you’ll start looking at the art classes.  It’s a coast class right?  Draw some pictures, get a little paint under your nails, maybe make a charcoal drawing of fruit.  Simple.  Relaxing

Until you meet… The Art Major.

She will show up on the first day of class with a portfolio already in hand.  It doesn’t matter if she’s a freshman or not; her portfolio will be as big as Barbie’s dream house and contain every sketch, scribble, and doodle she ever made.  Be careful about this one.  There’s a great possibility that you’ll get whacked with that thing before the semester is over (she doesn’t always care/is too high to notice where she’s  swinging it).

Just like any other stereotypical person on campus, the Art Major one has a uniform.  This person is going to be wearing a black hoodie zipped up.  The hoodie will have <insert “artistic” band name here> on it.  They wear jeans or cargo pants.  Their shoes will be flats with something like stars on them, oftentimes doodles on by the wearer.  Sometimes the uniform will vary so, when in doubt, look at the face.

No, it’s not like art majors are horribly disfigured or anything.  It’s more like they all have the same “I’m artsy” vibe goin’ on. The girls will usually have cat-eye shaped glasses (whether they need them or not), over eyes lined in any crazy shade of liner.  Red, blue, or green, it doesn’t matter.  They will use the whole color palette on their face if they can.  Only the complementary colors, of course.  They are art majors, after all.

When not in art class, the art major will be sitting in front of blank walls/buildings on campus/plates of food and sketching. Or painting. Or making you feel uncomfortable as you get the feeling they are doing some sort of art project with you as the centerpiece. They will be with a fellow art major discussing topics such as how much deeper they are than everyone else, the cost of oil paints these days, and some hippie Indie film that just came out.

And when they are in class? Well, their natural talent is just going to make you feel like crap.  They can make your bowl of fruit (that you spent hours on) look like a 3-year-old’s doodle. And then look at you with a mixture of pity and resentment over those cat-eyed glasses and make you wish you’d taken a music class instead.

This week, TLC aired the season finale of L.A. Ink, Kat Von D’s spin-off of the wildly popular Miami Ink. Just like it had all season, it was full of tons of talent, a little bit of drama, and some really, really amazing tattoos.

Ever since she hit our screens in Miami Ink, Kat’s been wowing us with her portrait work, and now that she’s enlisted her incredibly gifted friends to help her in her own shop, we’ve been treated to some of the best ink there is to offer.

First, Kat reunites with her friend Pixie (love her!) and lets her in on her plans to open her own shop. Then she meets up with Corey Miller who is one of her inspirations:

Then, she tattooed actor Eric Balfour:

Something really endearing about L.A. Ink (and TLC in general) is it’s ability to show what seems like cheesy moments and morph them into something heart-wearming but not cringe-worthy. In this clip, a grandfather is memorialized and the family gets together to watch Corey play with his band!

It’s awesome to see in the world of body modification, woman tattoo artists are getting the proper platform it needs…if just to prove that the business doesn’t need to be dominated by the guys!

Do you have a tattoo? What is it? What’s the story behind it?