Fashioning My Cyber Microcosm; Tattoo Ruminating

I've been wanting a tattoo for quite a while (don't have any), and there are various things I'd love to live with but just can't for the life of me decide where I'd want them so that they'd be easy to hide if I was ever placed in a corporate situation.
I'm really keen on the idea of having a large and ambitious back piece, however.
I quickly (and badly) sketched out the general idea of what I wanted to do, some time ago:

Rather poor sketch; but you get the idea.

I had to photoshop the pieces together because it was a rather large drawing to scan in; and I'm not pleased at all how it scanned, on that token. I based the wings on another drawing I saw, but since lost the document and the website was apparently shut down.

I wanted the skeletal structure of the wings anatomy to be on top, which can hardly be seen in the picture. It would tie in the bird skull inside the frame-- in my head everything would be more elaborate and realistic lol.
I wanted the piece to be really dynamic, too, like a real moving work of art. A friend has shown me the perfect example of the kind of movement I looked for:

Not sure where she obtained the photo

The tattoo itself, I did not associate with anything deep or meaningful-- but it's something I relish in the thought of growing old with. It combines every aspect of aesthetics that enraptures me, and I hope that someday before too long, I can see it to completion.

www.delcampe.co.uk

I've also been very fond of art nouveau themes, and lithograph prints of bats, death head moths and deadly botanica.
But since the above will encumber much of the good space on my body, I am faced with a tough decision on size and placement. I have this idea of having a small art nouveau stylized lithograph print of a moth on the lower left corner of my lower back.

www.zibbet.com

It is likely that the moth will happen sooner than my ambitious tattoo, since I need to gauge the tolerance of pain for tattooing. In all honesty, I almost don't care with how much I would need to tend to them, because I love the idea of having them.


All this has brought to light a troublesome thought, however (somewhat on a different topic)...

Last night I had an epiphany; what is so "goth" about liking bones and vital organs. Why is liking inner physical beauty any different, and looked down on to add, than liking someones eyes, smile... or breasts?
What makes loving the features of a bare skull more morbid than liking someone's rear end?
Just because I have a deep appreciation for the beauty of our inner machinations I am considered dark and weird and cliché. Would views change if I went to study anatomy, and wore jeans and a pink t-shirt and frequented starbucks with my study group? Would it be normal then?

Just food for thought.