Black and white photo pair of a wrist with fine line lettering, the word amor in one view and love in the other, on the inner wrist.

Fine line wrist lettering reading amor and love

Fine line · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

Two black and white photographs show the inner wrist of a hand with a single word tattooed in each view, amor in the upper image and love in the lower image. The lettering is drawn in a thin, even black outline with script-like curves and no shading. The hand rests against a soft grey fabric, with a dark sleeve visible at the cuff, and the words appear upside down or rotated depending on the angle.

Fine line Lettering Forearm Love Script Word Wrist

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Tomas kept the prompt book on a stand under the lip of the stage, and every cue in it was written the wrong way round. His mother had taught him the trick at the Hull Empress: hold the nib steady, write from right to left, and the words would sit correctly once the card was turned and held up to the mirror beside the wings. The audience never saw the mirror. Only the actors did, and only when they had lost their place.

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On the night Gerald Pike forgot the second act, Tomas lifted the card and angled it toward the glass. Amor, it said, in his mother's looping hand, and beneath it love, the two words she had always written at the foot of the last page of any book she finished. Pike had a habit of muttering into his cuffs when he was lost. He saw the reversed word, read it aloud under his breath, and went on as though he had never stopped. The house thought it was genius.

After the final bow Tomas found his mother in the dressing room, sitting with her back to him and a damp flannel on her knee. She had not been well for a month, and the company had quietly started calling him when the book needed correcting. He sat on the trunk beside her and asked why she always used those two words. She shrugged and said that a prompter only needed to remember one thing, which was that someone on the stage was counting on the other side of the glass.

That week Tomas bought a fine nib and a pot of black ink. He wrote the two words on the inside of his own wrist, backwards, so that he could read them in the dark without a mirror and so that anyone who looked closely would have to turn their hand over to make sense of them.