Colour tattoo on a forearm showing blue, orange and purple Virgo script above a stylised woman with flowing hair and flower motifs.

Virgo script and flowing figure on a forearm

Lettering · Forearm · Colour · Photo

A stylised woman with long, flowing hair is drawn in blue and orange linework, with the word Virgo in script across the top. Green, orange and purple flower motifs, vines and swirls surround the figure, which is set centrally on the forearm. The colours are bright and fairly even, with the lines kept clean and the composition filling the length of the arm.

Lettering Botanical Forearm Woman Flower Vine Script Swirl Hair

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Mother Pell kept the boarding house on Saltmarsh Row, and she never let a lodger sleep with the window open past harvest. The sea came in through gaps, she said, and it came in looking for the maid.

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The maid was called Ada Vine. She had come up from the barley fields with a sheaf under each arm, and her hair was the colour of late sun and reached the backs of her knees. When the autumn gale drove the fishing fleet onto the Teeth, nine boats went down in a single night, and the keeper's lamp was dark because the oil had run out.

Ada went down the cliff path with a coil of her own hair knotted round her waist and a lantern of blue glass in her hand. She tied the hair to the iron ring at the end of the jetty and walked it out over the foam, one green-threaded loop after another, until the lamp caught and the men could steer by it. The sea took her hem, and her hair kept running out behind her the way bindweed does when nobody stops it.

The boats came home. Ada did not. Every spring since, vines climb the walls of Saltmarsh Row in blue and orange, and Mother Pell says they are the maid's hair still reaching for the boats. Nobody has cut the knot at the jetty. The lodgers still ask about the window, and Mother Pell tells them to keep it shut and to leave the purple flowers at the water's edge alone, because those bloom where the hem went under and they are the only thing on that coast that still answers when you call.