Black and grey fine line sun and crescent moon tattoos with dangling drops on the upper back, shown in a three-panel collage with two people seen from behind.

Enlarged with AI from a smaller original

Sun and crescent moon tattoos on upper backs

Fine line · Back · Black and grey · Photo

The collage shows a crescent moon with a carved face and a sun with rays and a face, both decorated with dotted detail and hanging drop-shaped motifs. The linework is fine and precise, and the tattoos are shaded only in black and grey. The main photograph shows two people seen from behind, one with the sun and one with the moon, against an indoor studio background.

Fine line Dotwork Back Sun Moon Crescent moon Celestial

Find an artist for this

Take it to an artist as a reference. A good artist will make it yours rather than copy someone else's tattoo.

A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Edie had counted the drops on the hall mirror twice before Mrs Pell came down the back stairs with the ledger tucked under one arm. "The Carradine room has paid for another week, which means the Fenwick sisters have not," she said, and Edie kept her eyes on the brass tap.

Keep reading

The sisters had arrived in October with a dented trunk and a box of painted tin lanterns, one a crescent moon with a face pressed into its belly, the other a sun whose rays poked through the lid. They sat at the bay window every evening and sketched the harbour wall on the backs of wallpaper samples, dotting the edges of their drawings until the paper looked like frost.

On the last night of November the tide came over the sea wall and filled the cellar to the third step. Edie carried the lanterns up herself, one under each arm, the moon's little tin drops chiming against each other. Upstairs the bay room was empty, the trunk gone, and on the windowsill lay two sheets of paper with the same drawing: a sun and a moon facing each other across a line of falling drops. The note beneath read, in pencil, keep the lamps lit until we send for them.

Edie never did get a letter. She hung the sun in the hall and the moon above the kitchen sink, and every high tide she lit them both and counted the drops, one for every week they had owed.