Traditional style tattoos covering both legs, including a skull and rose on the knee, a snake and a panther on the thigh and calf, and a small piece on the ankle.

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Traditional leg tattoos with skull and snake

Traditional · Thigh · Colour · Photo

A seated person with bare legs shows bold traditional tattoos covering the knees, thighs, calves and ankle, including a skull with a rose, a feather, a snake, a panther, a flower and a small ornamental piece. The designs use thick black outlines with solid colour fills in red, yellow, green, blue and pink, with some grey shading. The legs are centred in the frame against a striped green sofa with a wooden base.

Traditional Thigh Calf Ankle Forearm Skull Rose Feather Snake Panther Flower Leg

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Brother Tobias sends you up the scaffold on the morning of the abbot's visit with a pot of lamp black and a brush that has lost half its bristles, and tells you to paint saints. You climb anyway. The refectory wall has been bare since the flood, and the lime plaster still smells of river mud when you press your palm to it.

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By the second bell you have a skull grinning in the corner, a rose pressed between its teeth, red as the wine in the cruet. Below it a feather drifts down, quill first, and beside the feather a green snake coils up a stem that no saint would tolerate in a painting. You tell yourself the rose is for Saint Agnes. You are not convinced.

Brother Tobias finds you at the foot of the ladder with ochre on your sleeves. He does not shout. He walks the length of the wall, stops beneath the panther you have just finished, its yellow eyes low in the shadow beside the door, and says nothing for so long that you count the drips falling from the brush.

Then the abbot arrives and the old man looks up at the skull, and then at you. 'The founders painted what frightened them,' he says, 'so that they could stand in the room with it every morning and not flinch.' He leaves the paint where it is. At matins that winter the lamplight catches the panther's eye first, and you find you no longer look away from it.