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Bat symbol and laughing text on upper arm
Upper arm · Mixed · Photo
A black bat emblem is built from small overlapping marks and text, with a solid black central shape and a few small bats drifting off to the left. To the right, red repeated HA syllables form a wide, curved smile that tapers into the bat's outline. The ink is set against lightly tanned skin, with a plain light background and the arm filling most of the frame.
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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction
The job came in on a wet Tuesday, folded inside a tin mug: a stranger's sketch of a bat, with a note asking for it to be set in foundry type, every letter picked by hand. I had run the Harbour Press for thirty-one years and never once been asked to make a picture out of words. Mr Alder, who owned the place before me, used to say a printer's job was to disappear. I did not disappear. I sat at the case until the lamp hummed, sorting capitals into the wings of something that looked like it wanted to fly off the page.
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The second order came on the Friday, and it was in red. The stranger wanted a grin, long and curved, built from the letters H and A set over and over, a laugh that would not stop once it started. I told him red ink was dear. He said he would pay for the whole tin. He counted coins from a purse that clinked like a fruit machine, then stood by the window and watched me lock the chase, smiling the entire time, and I could not say whether he was enjoying the work or the joke.
On the Sunday the lighthouse keeper's boy came in with a scrap of paper he had found pressed against a mooring post at the tide line. It was the bat, printed backwards, the red smile running into its wings and smudged where the sea had got to it. I held it up to the lamp and read the first line aloud the way you read a proof, and the words came out as laughter, one HA after another, until the boy was laughing too and neither of us knew why.
I have the scrap pinned above the case now. Every morning I set the first line in the dark, and every morning I catch myself grinning at the wrong side of the bat.
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