Black and grey tattoo of a treble clef with a shaded heart beside its lower curl, on a limb.

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Treble clef and heart on a limb

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A treble clef is drawn in solid black ink with a softer grey shaded heart tucked against its lower loop. The clef has smooth, even linework and a slightly soft, blurred edge in places. The tattoo sits centrally in the frame against plain skin, with light background on the left and right.

Other Treble clef Heart Music Musical notation

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The rain had got under the awning by eleven, so Hal Pryce moved the crate of sheet music off the wet boards and onto the bench beside the fishmonger's. Nobody came to a music stall in the rain unless they were lost. The sheets curled at the corners, foxed and damp: hymns from a chapel that had shut, dance band arrangements with someone's pencilled fingerings in the margins, a Gilbert and Sullivan vocal score held together with a perished rubber band.

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A girl in a yellow mac stopped at the crate and drew out a score with a treble clef inked by hand in the top corner, the loop fat and looping like a key on a ring. She asked if it was for sale. Hal said a pound, and she laughed and said she'd have paid two for the heart. He hadn't noticed the heart. Someone had drawn a small shaded one tucked against the lower curl of the clef, grey where the pencil had pressed and smudged.

She told him her gran had written it out at the piano in a front room in Rotherham, every Sunday, and that the heart was the gran's own mark, the thing she put on everything she didn't want lost. The girl hummed the first line under the drip of the awning. It was slow and flat in the wrong places, and she didn't seem to mind. Hal found he minded less about the weather.

When she had gone, he put the coin in the tin and turned the score over. On the back, in the same hand, someone had written 'for when you forget the key', and under it a single bar of notes. He tapped the bar out on the stall's brass pitch pipe, then lifted the crate back under the canvas where it would keep dry.