Geometric flash sheet of navy line and solid designs, including squares, circles, triangles, arrows and diamonds, some with dotwork shading.

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Geometric flash sheet with arrows and triangles

Geometric · Colour · Flash

A flash sheet of separate geometric designs arranged on a pale grey background, including squares, circles, triangles, arrows, diamonds, a cross, an asterisk and small dots. Designs are drawn in fine outlines and solid fills, with stippled dotwork shading on several arrowheads and triangles. All elements use a single dark navy ink with no other colours.

Geometric Dotwork Square Circle Triangle Arrow Diamond Cross Asterisk Dot Charm Line

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Nobody on the ninth floor of Calder House could say who first drew the arrows. They were there when the Kowalczyks moved in, small navy chevrons on the stairwell wall at knee height, all pointing up. Mrs Dunn swore they had been there since the block went up in 1968, and that the men who poured the concrete had asked her husband to hold the level while they argued about the cross painted beside the lift.

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The children followed them. Up past the laundry room, through the fire door that never quite shut, onto the landing where a square of light lay on the lino like a dropped tile. Where the arrows ran out, a triangle sat on the wall with its point down. If you stood under it and counted to forty, the lift doors opened by themselves, though the lift had been out of order since 1981 and the engineer had written it off in pencil.

Old Pat Rourke, who kept the boiler and disliked everyone equally, said the lift only went to one floor, and which floor depended on what you were carrying. Carry a question and you got the thirteenth, where the wind came in from four directions and the doors were always painted the wrong colour. Carry nothing and you got the roof, where the whole city lay flat and sensible below, every street ruled straight with a pencil.

Nobody believed him, so nobody checked. The arrows kept pointing up, and every spring someone with a tin of navy gloss went round touching up the ones that had faded, careful not to cross the triangle, because the children still counted to forty and the doors still opened.