Two black geometric tattoos on the tops of bare feet, a looped concentric knot on the left and an angular star design on the right.

Geometric tattoos on both feet

Geometric · Other · Black and grey · Photo

Two geometric tattoos sit on the tops of a pair of bare feet. The left design is a symmetrical knot of interlocking concentric loops, and the right is an angular star with stepped outlines and a central lozenge pattern, with small dots placed around it. Both are rendered in clean, even black linework on a plain, slightly dark background.

Geometric Blackwork Other Knot Star Concentric circle Line Dot Symmetry

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The knot would not close, and Ada Wynn had been at it since the lock at Thorne Cut let through the second coal boat of the morning. Her father had left her a book of patterns with the cover gone soft from river damp, and every page was a loop that began somewhere and then went round again, tighter, until it sat on top of itself like a sleeping dog. He had drawn them with a steel nib and a rule, never freehand, and he had told her the rule was the only honest thing on a barge. Ada had no rule. She had a pencil stub and the cabin table, which rocked whenever a tug's wash came up under the hull.

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On the third evening the lock-keeper, Mr Pell, came aboard with a question about the gate. Its iron braces had rusted in a star shape that the council wanted replaced with plain flats. He held out a rubbing on brown paper. Ada looked at the eight points and the stepped edges and saw at once that the rust had followed a rule her father used for the ribs of the Lady Ann thirty years before. The points were not decoration. They were where the load went.

She drew it for him on the back of the rubbing, the outer zigzag first, then the inner lozenges, and pressed a dot at each place a rivet should go, because that was how her father had marked them. Pell ran his thumb over the paper and said nothing for a while. The water slapped the hull. Somewhere upriver a dog barked at nothing.

Ada went back to the knot that night and, for the first time, let one loop run out past the edge of the page instead of forcing it home. It did not close. It did not need to. She left the lamp burning until it guttered, and in the morning the gate was already being rebuilt to her star, and the knot lay on the table where the rocking could not reach it.