Blindfolded winged figure turning to stone on a calf
Realism · Calf · Mixed · Photo
A blindfolded woman with dark, sketched wings stands with her torso and arms fragmenting into cracked stone that breaks away at the lower part of the design. The figure is shaded in smooth greys with fine detail in the skin, cracks and rock, while loose black feather strokes and red splashes frame the figure against the leg. The tattoo is centred on the calf and fills most of the visible skin.
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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction
They say the keeper's wife at Scarrow Head never once looked at the sea. She tied a strip of grey linen over her eyes the autumn the lamp was lit, and she climbed the hundred and eleven steps each dusk with her hands on the cold wall, counting under her breath so her feet would not fail her.
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Her name was Morwenna Tregear, and the fishermen said she had traded her sight to the light for her husband's return. He had gone out in October on the Hesper and not come back. On windy nights the air off the water lifted her hair and the grey gull feathers caught in her shawl, and the boys on the quay swore she was trying to fly out over the rocks to find him.
The night a second ship came round the point with its flares red against the cloud, Morwenna stood at the rail with the lamp turning above her and heard the bell. She did not lift the linen. Her husband had always told her the light was for the living and not for those who wanted to be seen. She pressed her palms flat to the iron, and the iron went grey and cold beneath them, then her wrists, then her arms, then her throat.
In the morning the ship had cleared the rocks, and the keeper found her standing where she had always stood, cracked like shale, one wing still open toward the water. The fishermen say you can hear the lamp humming on still nights if you stand at the foot of the tower. The red fire on the cloud was long gone by then, but the rocks below still hold the colour where the flares fell.
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