Symmetrical black ink paisley and floral tattoo across the tops of both feet and ankles, in a sepia photograph.

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Paisley pattern across both feet

Ankle · Black and grey · Photo

Two bare feet are shown side by side against a dark leather background, each with a matching ornamental tattoo of paisley swirls, leaves and small flowers running from the toes up over the ankle. The linework is fine and detailed, with some areas filled in with dark shading and scattered dots along the edges. The photograph is sepia-toned, so the ink appears in dark brown and black tones, and the mirrored composition is centred in the frame.

Ankle Other Paisley Feet Ankle Floral Leaves Swirl Dot Ornamental pattern

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dearest Hanna, the monsoon has finally broken over the bazaar at Jodhpur and every awning in the lane has sprung a leak, so I am writing this by the light of a brass lamp balanced on a crate of indigo cloth. You will laugh, but the dyer's widow, Mrs Sethi, took one look at my boots and asked whether I had ever considered that paisley is the shape of a mango, and that a mango ought to be carried about on the person rather than merely eaten. I told her I was a Lancashire man's daughter and we do not carry fruit about. She laughed until she coughed and then set a stool in front of me and sent her grandson for the reed pen.

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I sat there for the better part of two afternoons while the pattern came down from the ankle in long curling bands, each swirl bending back on itself like a river finding its old bed. She would not let me look until the tips of the toes were done, and when she finally held up the little hand mirror I could not for a moment tell which foot was mine. The buds along the edges were dotted in with a pin, one by one, and she counted them aloud in Hindi, which I did not understand, though the rhythm of it was lovely.

I shall wear proper shoes to the mill in Bradford, of course. But tell Father that I have decided the flowers are for the walking, and the swirls are for the coming back, and if he asks what that means you may tell him I have been to the mango market and am not yet sorry. Your loving sister, Clara.