Seven small colour chakra symbols in a rainbow sequence run down the centre of a bare back, from the nape to the lower back, in a geometric style.

Seven chakra symbols down a back

Geometric · Back · Colour · Photo

A person is photographed from behind with their hair tied up and a patterned headband, showing seven small circular chakra symbols in a vertical line down the centre of the back. Each symbol has fine, clean linework with simple geometric shapes such as triangles, a lotus outline, a star and a crescent, and the colours shift from blue at the top through green and yellow to orange and red at the bottom. The plain pale wall behind and soft, even lighting keep the focus on the tattoos.

Geometric Back Neck Mandala Lotus Triangle Star Crescent moon Rainbow Symbol

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit closer, child, the lamp is dying and I will not tell this twice. Behind old Ashwin's house stood seven clay vats in a row, and each one held a colour boiled from a different thing. The first was indigo from the blue-leaved hills, deep as a night pool. After it came the teal vat, then green from crushed neem, yellow from turmeric, orange from the marigold sellers' leftovers, and last the madder red that smelt of iron and the riverbank.

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Leela, his granddaughter, was tired of waiting. She had a cloth to finish for the temple by the next full moon, and she tipped her whole basket of wool straight into the red, then into the blue, thinking the colours would argue their own way to a shade. Ashwin came out with wet hands and said nothing at first. He lifted the sodden mess and let it drip into the dust. 'A ladder is climbed one rung at a time,' he said, 'or you break your neck at the top.'

So she started again. She drew the wool through indigo, rinsed it in the trough, then teal, then green, each band sitting beside the last like a lamp lit down a stair. By the time she reached the madder, her fingers had gone the colour of the vats and her grandfather had stopped pretending to sweep. When the cloth was pinned to the line, seven bands ran down it from top to bottom, and the wind came up off the river and found every one of them.