Colour neo-traditional tattoo of a Lego-style Wonder Woman minifigure holding a paintbrush, with a WATCH YOUR STEP banner, on the thigh.

Lego Wonder Woman with banner on a thigh

Neo-trad · Thigh · Colour · Photo

A Lego-style Wonder Woman minifigure holds a paintbrush and a pencil, with a red star on her blue-and-gold headband and a banner reading WATCH YOUR STEP below her. The bold black outlines and smooth colour fills sit against a blue and green splash background with small Lego bricks. The photo shows the same tattoo in two panels, one close and one angled, on a rounded limb.

Neo-trad Thigh Paintbrush Pencil Banner Lettering Star Splash

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Nobody recognised me until I took the sign out of my bag. It was the wet floor sign from the art block, yellow gone brown at the corners, and Gary Tilling laughed so hard he had to sit down on the sausage roll tray. Thirty years on, the only thing we had all kept was Mr Ogden's rule that nobody ran past the kiln room.

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Gary had brought a carrier bag of plastic bricks. He tipped them onto the paper tablecloth and sorted them by colour with the same concentration he once gave his maths homework. Within ten minutes he had a little figure in a red and gold suit with a blue headband and a red star at the centre of it, and he wanted a paintbrush for her hand. I thought of the drawer in the art room where we kept the old brushes, and told him she would need a pencil as well, tucked into her belt, because a pencil was what got you sent to the head.

We argued about the banner. Gary wanted something grand, but I wanted the words off the sign, because it was the only sentence the whole year had ever agreed on. Priya Kaur, who had been the cleverest girl in the class and now ran a hospital ward, read it out and said it was exactly what she would have shouted at us. Someone dabbed blue and green paint from the water pot behind the figure, and it dried in the shape of a splash.

When the lights went up for the last song, Gary slid the little figure across the table to me. Her paintbrush pointed at the door. On Monday I put her and the sign on the windowsill of my classroom, where the new Year Nine could read them on the way past. Watch your step, I told the first one who asked, and she laughed the way we all used to.