Flash sheet of six black ink infinity symbol designs, with a feather, rose, birds, music notes, hearts and a bold interlocking version.

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Infinity symbol tattoo designs flash sheet

Fine line · Black and grey · Flash

The sheet shows six infinity symbol designs on a pale background. The motifs include a feather, a rose with a stem, three birds in flight, a row of music notes, three small hearts and a bold interlocking infinity knot. The linework is clean and mostly black, with fine outlines on the infinity loops and some solid shading on the feather and rose. The designs are arranged in a loose grid with generous spacing.

Fine line Geometric Infinity Feather Rose Bird Music note Heart Flash sheet

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The flash sheet went up over the till in March, six loops of ink on cartridge paper, and for a fortnight the only people who looked at it were the gulls on the window ledge. I had drawn every design myself at the kitchen table behind the shop, one loop at a time, while my father sat across from me doing the accounts with his glasses pushed up on his forehead.

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Mostly people wanted the feather. A fisherman's widow wanted it shaded darker than I thought right, and I told her the feather had flown through worse weather than her husband's boat. A boy with a cap from the Scarborough ferry wanted the notes, and I said they were a poor choice for a boy who could not carry a tune. The birds went to a couple who had met on a train. The rose went to nobody, though I drew it three times.

The knot went to nobody too. It had four rings that tangled into one another, and my father said a design like that could only be drawn by someone who never lifted the pen, which was a clumsy way of saying it could not be drawn at all. Then one wet Tuesday a girl came in with a pencil behind her ear and asked who had made the knot. I said I had. She asked how long it took. I said I had never once taken the pen off the paper, and she laughed and said that was a lie, and I said it was the only lie I had ever told in that shop.

That night I took the sheet down and turned it over. On the back, in my own hand, were the prices. Beside the knot I had written nothing at all, because I had never decided what it should cost. I still have the sheet. The last loop has a gap where the pen stopped, and I have never found the courage to close it.