Two wrists side by side, each with a small yin yang tattoo in black ink: the left one solid black with a white dot, the right one a thin black outline with a black dot, on the inner forearm.

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Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

Two wrists are shown side by side, each with a small yin yang symbol placed close to the wrist. The left symbol is filled solid black with a small white dot, while the right is drawn as a fine black outline with a black dot, giving a matching pair. Both are in black ink on pale skin against a grey pavement background, with the subject framed from the hands upward.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The board for Halloran's fish shop had been up three weeks when Ivy first noticed the paint going soft at the edges. Maud had done the round in lamp black, the solid half thick as tar, and set a single dot of lead white in its middle so the gulls would think it was watching them. Ivy had drawn her half in outline only, a hair-fine line that left the grey of the boards showing through, because she said a thing that was all ink would one day be too heavy to hang.

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All that winter the salt came in off the harbour and worked at the wood. By March Maud's black had lifted in patches like old scabs and her white dot had gone altogether, while Ivy's thin line stood up as clean as the morning it dried. Maud came down Scar Street with a scraper and a tin of primer, ready to strip the lot, and found Ivy on the step with a flask of tea, studying the sign as if it had something to say to her.

'It's not finished,' Ivy said. 'Yours was done. Mine was only waiting.' Maud sat beside her on the cold stone and they argued until the tea went cold about whether a thing could be wholly one thing or wholly the other. Neither of them won. In the end Maud took up the brush and filled the outline on a fresh board, and Ivy, without asking, pressed a black dot into the centre of the white.

When the new paint dried, the two halves sat on the board like a pair of wrists laid together on a table, one dark and one drawn, each with its small eye looking across at the other. Halloran never once asked why his sign had two different hands in it. He only sold more herring.