Sheet of thirty black single-line drawings of animals and sea creatures in a fine line style, shown as tattoo design flash on a white background.

Single-line animal designs sheet

Fine line · Black and grey · Flash

A grid of thirty continuous single-line drawings of animals and sea creatures, including an elephant, kangaroo, dolphin, camel, snake, deer and seahorse. Each design is drawn with one unbroken thin black stroke, with loose curves and few interior details. The images are arranged in neat rows on a plain white background with no colour.

Fine line Elephant Dog Jellyfish Dolphin Fish Bird Rooster Crab Snake Starfish Squirrel Deer Whale Horse Seahorse

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The folder came through my booth at ten to four on a wet Tuesday, squeezed between a lorry of frozen peas and a coach party from Lyon. Inside were thirty sheets of cartridge paper, each holding one animal drawn in a single thin black line. The man in the grey mac said he was taking them to a printer in Antwerp. When I asked how he had made them, he looked at me as if I had asked why the tide came in. He had never lifted the pen, he said. That was the whole rule.

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After my shift I tried it on the back of a spare customs form. The elephant came first, its trunk curling back into its own body, and then the stroke carried on into a kangaroo's ear because my hand would not stop. By the fourth attempt I had a seahorse with a tail that refused to end. I missed my bus, and my tea went cold beside the kettle.

I laid his thirty sheets end to end on the desk the next morning, while the queue was still thin. Nothing joined at first. Then I noticed the dolphin's flick could be read as the whale's back, the camel's neck became the narwhal's horn if you squinted, and the snake's coil closed exactly around the crab. He had not drawn thirty animals. He had drawn one long walk through them, and every creature was a place where the pen had paused to breathe.

He was waiting at the yellow line when I finally went out with my stamp. I did not ask for his passport. Instead I took my biro, pressed it to the paper, and drew from the edge of his folder to the edge of the world without lifting it once, and kept going until the ink ran out.