Realism colour portrait tattoo of a man with tousled hair, a white shirt and maroon tie, shown on a limb against black leather.

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Realistic portrait of a man on a limb

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The tattoo is a large realistic portrait of a man with tousled brown hair, a white open-collared shirt, a maroon tie and a dark jacket. Soft blended shading gives the skin, hair and fabric a photographic look, with fine detail in the eyes and hair. Warm skin tones, maroon and blue are set against a dark background, and the portrait fills the frame of the limb.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The lock-keeper at Hanbury Weir had one rule about strangers on the towpath: feed them first, ask their business after. So when the painter came up from the Cheshire barges with paint dried stiff on his cuffs, Mrs Oakes set out bread, cold bacon and a cup of stewed tea, and waited.

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His business was Silas Crane's cabin. Silas had asked him to paint his son Joseph on the side panel, so the river would know whose boat it was when the family were long gone from it. Joseph had worn a maroon silk tie to chapel and never once in his life lain his hair down. The painter did it all in browns and blues, with a dark jacket and a white collar that caught the light like wet chalk. He worked six weeks on the face alone, and when he was done Joseph looked out over the water with his eyes wide, as though someone had just told him a joke he did not quite believe.

In November the Severn came up brown and fast, and the barge was tied at the weir with the panel facing the flood. Silas went out in the dark and found the boat half full of water and the cabin side still dripping. In spring he came back and scraped at the wood with his thumbnail. The varnish lifted in a single pale sheet, and the paint beneath had run into the grain. Only the eyes were left as they had been painted, clear and startled, looking at him as if the river had told them something they had not yet decided to forgive.

Silas kept the panel. He hung it over the stove in Mrs Oakes's kitchen, and on wet nights she said the face seemed to be listening for the weir.

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