Black and grey realism tattoo of a barn owl face on a woman's lower stomach, above the waistband of her jeans.

Barn owl face on the lower stomach

Realism · Other · Black and grey · Photo

A detailed barn owl face sits on the lower abdomen, with a heart-shaped facial disc, large dark eyes and fine feather texture. The shading is fine and engraving-like, built from stippled and hatched lines with soft grey tones. The small design is centred just above the waistband of dark jeans, with the subject's hand resting in a front pocket.

Realism Other Owl Barn owl Eye Feather

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Mind the loose board by the door, it has caught better men than you. Now, the owl. Every dance hall in this valley had an owl in its roof, and the Pavilion at Wrenmoor had the oldest of them, a barn owl with a face like a pressed heart, perched above the rafters where the fiddlers could not reach her.

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She watched the Saturday dances from the beam over the stage. She watched Harold Pell lose his cap to the wind on the steps, and the Clay sisters waltz with two men at once because neither would give way. She counted the steps the way some men count coins, and she never once came down to the boards, for an owl that comes down among the dancers is asking to be swept out with the broom.

The year the mill closed, the hall grew emptier, and the band played to nine people and a dog. One night the caretaker, Mr Garrow, turned out the lamps and forgot to bar the side door. The owl heard the lane gate creak, and the moon came in low across the floor, pale as flour.

She dropped from the beam without a sound, wings open as wide as the old curtain, and she went round the boards once in that silver light, slow as a clock hand, her great dark eyes fixed on nothing at all. Mr Garrow swore she went round three times. The dog, being a dog, swore to nothing. Then she was back in the rafters before the church bell struck twelve, and the hall kept its counsel until morning.