Alex at Work

Hello. Hi. I am Alex Strangler…

I was born on the small island of Kawaii and raised in the tropical wilderness by a ferocious pack of wolves. From a very young age I was intrigued by the petroglyphs and cave paintings I discovered while honing my survival skills in this lush jungle paradise…

As I developed my abilities as a hunter, I also recognized my talents as an artist were mystically manifesting themselves as I reached fertile maturity… I emerged in my pack as a grand warrior princess and I was about to be named queen of my troop. A ceremony in my honor was to be held where I would be presented the Moon Scepter of Destiny and crowned the leader of my clan.

It was at this time Italian explorers raided and razed my island sending my tribe into exile in the mountain caves. I feared the seafaring marauders would attempt to steal the Moon Scepter of Destiny… In an effort to hide the artifact I crossed the Swamp of Sorrows and scaled the Cliff of Confusion reaching the highest and most desolate location on the island. I was sure the pillaging hoard would not discover the artifact in this, the most dangerous and remote of hiding spots!

Foolishly I became disorientated as I descended from the Cliff of Confusion and found myself wandering the island for days unable to locate the wolf pack’s mountainous refuge. The sailors soon captured me after I spent days staggering through the hot, treacherously humid brush. I was whisked off the island and held captive as we sailed across the Pacific Ocean towards America…  While on the ship I would often find solace in my damp, salty cell by drawing on the walls. Charcoal fragments from the boiler room would roll through the bars of my cell as the ship lunged and sunk with the tradewind tides. I would use these fragments to recreate images of my lost homeland on the walls of my cell.

One of the midshipmen took notice of my artistic talents and asked me if I had ever drawn on someone’s skin before? He showed me a very primitive apparatus, which resembled a doorbell; he assured me it was an electric “penna tatuaggio” (tattoo pen) and that some of the crew had been practicing on each other… Soon after he would bring down sailors and they allowed me to tattoo them through the bars of my cell, mostly just anchors on arms and clipper ships, and this was how I started tattooing, about nine years ago…

Our first port-of-call in the Americas was San Francisco; I was able to escape from my cell by hiding used needles and picking the lock after the crew anchored and disembarked in the East Bay. I then hitchhiked my way to L.A. and landed in Studio City…

I have been tattooing ever since! I love tattooing cool, cute cartoons and vibrant, pretty flowers, but I can still tattoo those bright, bold anchors too!

One day I will return to my island and reclaim my namesake, the Moon Scepter of Destiny… But until then I’ll be tattooing and traveling to a city near you!