This is according to a fairy tale by Hans Christian Andersen. In the Garden of Eden, right under the tree of knowledge of good and evil, bloomed a rose bush where a bird was born. Its plumage was the most beautiful of all creatures and its songs the most ravishing. But when Adam and Eve plucked the fruit from the forbidden tree and were driven out of paradise, a spark fell from the flaming sword of the cherub into the bird’s nest which turned it ablaze along with the bird. But from a red egg in the nest hatched a new one — the sole phoenix. Tales had it that the bird burns itself in its nest every hundred years but each time a new phoenix rises up from the red egg.
According to Chinese legends, the feathers of the phoenix has all the five primary colors — black, white, red, green and yellow. In Japan, the phoenix is often found carved into sword hilts, and the image of the bird seen as embroidery on kimonos. Along with the sun, the phoenix is one of the emblems of the Japanese Empire.
Other legends say the sole phoenix live for up to 500 years and when it grows tired, it sets itself on fire. But from its own ashes, a new phoenix is born and the cycle begins anew.
Now here are fun facts about my phoenix tattoo in the above photo.
- The phoenix tattoo is a fake (Photoshopped) but the dark spots — moles, scars, sunburns and whatnots — on my back are real. Surely Belo or Calayan could do something to give justice to a real tattoo in case I pursue my original plan.
- The original plan is to have my back inked but when one of the colleagues incurred massive pusses and boils where his tattoo is, I had to think again.
- My brother who is a tattoo artist told me the artist who inked my colleague probably used substandard ink.
- My boss suggested we seek a professional should we really wanted a tattoo and avoid fly-by-night services.