“She holds the mirror not to see herself, but to remember what can’t be seen.
Among the quiet branches, reflection becomes memory — the dialogue between who we were and what still breathes within.
Nature wraps her in silence, as if to remind her that truth is not in the image, but in the gaze that dares to look deeper.”
Done in greywash
Done using
Sunskin tattoo machines
TCJ butter and needles
World Famous Ink
Lt tattoo equipment
Ink machines
Killer ink
Bheppo