No. 01
The Dagger & Rose
A dagger through a red rose, the oldest argument in tattooing: love and its little wounds. Thick black linework, three reds, no apology.
The Flash Sheet · Updated Weekly
Fresh variants generated by the studio every Friday. Click one, then bring it to your artist, or load it into the Studio to place it on your skin.
No. 01
A dagger through a red rose, the oldest argument in tattooing: love and its little wounds. Thick black linework, three reds, no apology.
No. 02
A death's-head moth rendered in neo-trad, each wing cradling a tiny skull. It sits best on a shoulder blade where the wings can open across the trapezius.
No. 03
A wolf's head broken into clean polygons, half portrait, half constellation. Built for a forearm where the shapes can follow the muscle.
No. 04
A single coiled snake, drawn with one hair-thin line that never lifts. Made for the wrist, to wrap the bone and peek out of a shirt cuff.
No. 05
A Hannya mask caught mid-transformation, rage and grief at the same time. Sized for the calf, where irezumi has always lived.
No. 06
A jagged mountain range rendered in pure black, no grey wash, no cheating. Fits across the sternum like a dark horizon between the ribs.
No. 07
Eight moons stippled dot by dot, tracking down the spine from waxing to waning. Each phase is a universe of pinpricks, stacked like vertebrae.
No. 08
The old sailor's command, one letter per knuckle, drawn in heavy script. A reminder you can read while you're gripping something for dear life.
No. 09
A peony caught at the exact moment before the petals drop, drawn like a botanist's field plate. Curves naturally along the ribcage.
No. 10
A fat-lined anchor wrapped in a blank banner, waiting for a name. The banner is there so you can make it yours without redrawing the whole thing.
No. 11
A single eye in black-and-grey realism, iris catching a hint of light, lashes almost wet. It goes on the inner bicep so it only shows when you want it to.
No. 12
A compass rose stripped down to the four cardinals and one thin ring. Small enough for the ankle, quiet enough to wear with anything.
The flash sheet is a starting point, not a menu. If none of the twelve are calling, walk straight into the Studio and draw something the wall has never seen.
Every Friday, Rien picks the 12 best variants the studio generated that week. Nothing is recycled, nothing is stolen from another artist\'s book. If a design makes it to the wall, it was made here in Antwerp, for you.