Traditional colour tattoo of a Polaroid camera ejecting a landscape print, framed by red flowers and green leaves on the thigh.

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Polaroid camera with red flowers on a thigh

Traditional · Thigh · Colour · Photo

A Polaroid-style instant camera sits at the centre of the design, with a landscape print sliding out of its base. Two red five-petalled flowers with yellow centres and dark green leaves frame the camera on the upper left and lower right. Bold black outlines define the shapes, and the colours are solid red, green, pink, yellow and blue within the camera and print.

Traditional Thigh Camera Landscape Flower Leaves

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit yourself down on the chair with the good leg, and mind the cat. You want the story of the camera on the ninth floor of Halden Court? Half the estate knows the shape of it, though nobody had seen it work since the winter the lift broke for good.

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Its owner was Maureen Akers, who lived in 9C with a window that looked onto nothing but the back of the bus depot. Every Sunday she walked down to the post van at the bottom of the stairwell, because her sister Joan had moved out to a village in the Peak District and sent photographs of hills she swore were the colour of barley sugar. Joan posted them in envelopes with red flowers stamped on the flap, and Maureen kept every one in a biscuit tin.

Then one Saturday the tin was empty and the camera came out of the cupboard, scratched and warm from the radiator. Maureen pressed the button at her window, and a grey square slid from its mouth. Nothing happened for a long minute. Then the depot bled into green, and the hills rose up through the paper like breath coming off glass. She laughed out loud, put it in her coat pocket, and took nine flights down to show the lad at the corner shop, because she had nobody else who would look properly.

He looked at it a long time, then asked if she'd take his picture next. She said she'd need film, and that was that. The camera is still in 9C, the tin is still full, and every spring a red flower turns up pressed flat between the pages of Joan's letters.