Abstract geometric tattoo in grey and red ink with dotwork shading, covering the upper arm and forearm of a person in a dark top.

Abstract geometric sleeve on upper arm and forearm

Geometric · Upper arm · Mixed · Photo

A sleeve tattoo on an arm shows abstract geometric forms, including circles, rectangles, a vertical line with leaf-like shapes, and a stacked mechanical-looking motif. The linework is fine and black, with grey fills, stippled dotwork shading and sections of red and orange accent colour. The design runs in a vertical flow from the upper arm down to the wrist against a plain indoor background.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The cable car had been drawn in graphite for three weeks before anyone thought to ask whether it would hold. Ruth Calloway, the only draughtsman at Hollin and Sons who could make a pulley look like it was thinking, sat with the board tilted toward the window and a tin of red ink open beside her elbow.

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The trouble was the counterweight. On paper it hung from a single rope that ran up over two wheels, down past a row of small spars like leaves in a wind, and into a housing that sat square against the hillside. Ruth had drawn it four times. Each time the numbers came out right, and each time she felt the thing would tip the moment somebody stepped aboard. Her father had built gantries on the Tyne. He used to say a line could lie, but a load never did.

On the Thursday the works foreman, Mr Abney, came up the iron stairs with his cap in his hand and a mug of stewed tea he did not offer her. He studied the drawing a long time. Then he tapped the red circle at the top, the one she had shaded like a setting sun, and said the wheel was not where the rope expected it to be.

She did not argue. She took up the red pencil and drew one short straight stroke from the housing to the top bearing, and when she lifted the pencil away the whole thing settled, the way a sum settles when the last figure finally finds its column. Abney grunted and went back down. Ruth left the red mark where it was, and by evening the ink had dried into the paper like a pulse.

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