Water Color Half Sleeve and Ribs Tattoos...what to Do What to Do?~! Panama City Beach, FL

I went to talk with the tattoo artist yesterday. She has done some INCREDIBLE work and I've been impressed with her professionalism. She had a folder prepared with some images, examples of different styles that I may like. I had some ideas as well, but we are limited due to the denseness of the arm tattoo. I'm so unattached to both the tattoos. I think there is something about having compromised on a tattoo that creates a nagging feeling. I made an appointment with her for this weekend but later in the day I still felt torn on whether to laser or to tattoo.
Getting a coverup would be making the tattoo prettier, for the sake of being pretty. I also wouldn't know what I was getting..as she needs to get in there and just see what she can do. I feel bad for the tattoo artist and my wishy washyness...I bet she experiences this indecisiveness all the time and is annoyed by it. I was talking with my boyfriend and he said that if had a tattoo he didn't like he'd want it removed. I do lust in a weird way after the idea of having untattooed skin...bare skin holds a traditional and untarnished beauty.
So after sleeping with my thoughts, I decided to call and make an appointment for Picosure. It will be a month out from now..the nurse said it would take up to 45 minutes to do the two tattoos. Yowch! I've arrived at a place where I realize that having them completely removed may not be a realistic...I have some red in the pieces (which Picosure doesn't seem to do well with), but if I can get lightening in the color I'll have more flexibility for a cover up. And next time, not compromise...and get be sure to get exactly what I want.
My philosophy has been somewhat "let the artist do what they think", since I'm an artist as well and have respect for an artist's "vision". Now after 3 tattoos, I've realized that they may be artist's but I am an artists with my own vision...and this is my body. I don't need to compromise with something that is so MINE. It must be my vision, on my body.

I have two colorful tattoos that I've been thinking about getting removed. Both were compromises on my part- allowing the tattoo artist to do what they thought. Even the black tattoo on my back was a compromise...I originally wanted henna brown. I've very torn on what to do. Laser removal is a LONG and expensive process. I scheduled an appointment for Picosure and in the next few weeks (while waiting for my appointment), people stopped me in public and complimented my half sleeve. The problem is that having color really does effect your life more than you'd think...and there's things I'd like to change about the tattoo. I got it in a strange place in my life. Due to the positive comments and the price for the treatments I rethought my appointment and cancelled it. This last weekend I went to see a tattoo artist, discussing alterations that could be made to the tattoos that would make my three tattoos look like once piece.
But I'm scared. I have a more experience then ever before about not settling and compromising on what I want (It's my body!!). The tattoo artist said she can tattoo from my back to cover my side, and then would go up my arm. We're talking about the possibility of a HUGE tattoo. I don't want to go through the mental process of not loving the alteration. I feel like I'm between a rock and a hard place. I don't want to get more tattoo work that is limited to trying to cover up a mistake...thus having to compromise on the color, style, etc. I just want it to look like I want, which seems not possible.
Getting the picosure is a gamble, expensive (even though they quoted me $600 a session for my arm and side tattoo..an unusally affordable price!) and the results are unknown. I do have red in my tattoo which looks like it's impossible to get rid of.
Some days I like it, and some days I feel my colored tattoos just aren't me. Truth be told my back tattoo took quite a while for me to warm up to. Now 5 years later, I feel that it's not exactly how I wanted it...but I like it and I'm proud of it. I feel like it's apart of me.