Colour leg sleeve tattoo of cartoon film strip scenes covering the thigh and calf, shown from two angles.

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Cartoon film strip leg sleeve on thigh and calf

Thigh · Colour · Photo

A full leg sleeve shown in two photographs, one close and one wider, with the thigh and calf covered. The design is arranged as vertical film strips with sprocket holes, each frame holding a cartoon scene of animal characters in a desert setting. The linework is bold with smooth colour shading in orange, red, yellow and blue, and the frames are spaced evenly down the leg.

Thigh Calf Cartoon character Desert Sleeve

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Hettie Quarles had spliced the same cartoon reel for eleven summers, and every frame of the desert looked the same to her: ochre mesa, a sky the colour of pickled peaches, and a grey coyote who fell off the same cliff at the same moment every time. Mr Dunmore, who ran the Lark Picture House in Tinder Wells, wanted the reel patched before Saturday's matinee. "Nobody pays a nickel to watch a dog fall down," he said.

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She threaded the film through the gate and the sprocket holes clicked along. On frame nineteen the coyote was not falling. He sat on a rock with a tin of boot polish, staring straight out at her. Hettie blinked, the way you do after too long in a dark booth, and when she looked again the hare from frame four had hopped across the gap between strips, ears folded over a scrap of paper. He tucked it into the splice with one paw and winked.

The note read: Stop cutting us apart. We have been chasing the same sunset for thirty years and it keeps moving. Hettie laughed, then didn't. She spliced the reel the way it wanted to run, mesa, cliff, sunset, one long unbroken ribbon of frames, and for the first time the coyote reached the top of the rock and stayed there with his tin of polish and his grin.

On Saturday the matinee saw a clean cartoon with no falls at all, and the children cheered in the wrong places. On Monday Mr Dunmore found the spool rewound on the bench, the last frame showing a small painted sun going down, and two pairs of footprints walking into it.