Black and grey blackwork skull tattoo with dotted and mandala-like patterns on the upper arm, with the jaw open.

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Ornate skull with mandala patterns on upper arm

Blackwork · Upper arm · Black and grey · Photo

A large skull with an open jaw, drawn in profile and shown in black ink on an upper arm. The skull's eye sockets are ringed with dots and the cranium is filled with fine geometric patterns, including a scale-like texture and a radiating mandala. Shading is built from dense dotwork and solid black areas on pale skin against a dark background.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The skull was already half done when Mrs Pell came up the stairs above the shop on Frederick Street, so Oswin Hale had to put down his loupe and wipe his hands on his apron before she could see the work. He had been punching dots into the silver case for three weeks, one at a time, with a graver no thicker than a hair. Each dot was a small decision. Too heavy and the bone looked bruised. Too light and it vanished under the lamp. She stood over the bench and said nothing for a long while, and he let her look.

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The design had come from her husband's sketchbook, a page of fish scales he had drawn in the margins of a ledger the year before he died. Oswin had laid the scales across the crown of the skull, then ringed the eye sockets with a border of tiny beads, then built a mandala from the cheekbone outward, each ring a little finer than the last, until it looked like a rose opening in reverse. The jaw hung open in profile, as though the skull were mid-word, and where a hand would rest against the cheek he had left a clean oval of silver, polished bright.

"He always said the grin was vulgar," Mrs Pell said at last. "Put it on anyway. He laughed at the end, you know. Nobody expected that."

Oswin nodded and bent back to the bench. He cut the lower teeth first, one by one, then the hinge, and last of all the small pale line along the jaw where the light would catch it when the lid was open. When he finished, the watch was still ticking inside its case, and the open mouth seemed to be keeping time with it.