Fine line tattoo of parallel red and blue lines wrapping around a forearm near the wrist, with a brown belt and blue polka-dot dress in the background.

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Red and blue fine lines on a forearm

Fine line · Forearm · Mixed · Photo

The tattoo is a set of evenly spaced parallel lines that wrap around the forearm close to the wrist, like a series of bands. The lines alternate between thin red and thin blue strokes with clean, consistent linework and no shading. The forearm is shown against a blue polka-dot dress and a brown leather belt with a silver buckle.

Fine line Forearm Line Stripe Band

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The brush is still wet when the wind swings round to the north-east, so you swear under your breath and hold the pot steady against your hip. Red first, the colour of the lifeboat house door, then blue, the blue of the bay on a clear morning. Your father always painted the tower in the order he had learned from his own father, and you have never once thought to ask why.

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Up the spiral you go, the pot knocking the rail at every turn, forty-one steps to the gallery with the Atlantic booming in the rocks below like a door nobody will answer. Mrs Tregenza from the shop at the harbour mouth told you last week that the printed chart had the stripes wrong, that the bands had been repainted so often nobody could say which colour came first. You let her talk. You know the count. Eight red, eight blue, and the ninth line is the one you leave clean for whoever comes after you.

By dusk the rain has stopped and the lamp is lit with a soft thunk as the mantle catches. From the gallery you can see the evening ferry crossing the wide grey water, its own lights paired in red and green, steering by the same bands you have been laying on the stone all week. You lean on the rail and watch it come in straight between them, and you think that for once the lines hold.