Ink and the Metamorphosis

The needle moved. Under the fluorescent hum of the parlor they sat and watched the dark pigment enter the dermis to remain there until the world ends. Karen Carney and Carlos Gu have bound their histories together in a way that the wind cannot erase nor the passage of seasons dull. It is a mark of shared labor.

The Emergence of the Wing

The world is a hard place. Carlos spoke of the caterpillar and the slow heavy crawl through the dirt before the sky claims what is rightfully hers and he wished for the woman to see herself as the light sees her. They reached the finality of the competition and found that the movement had not reached its end within their spirits. It is a rare thing to find a soul that mirrors the rhythm of your own blood.

A detailed breakdown begins

The ink arrived as a promise kept. During a conversation with Jill Scott the idea took root like a seed in dry earth and it grew until the appointment was made and the art was rendered permanent upon the skin. Gorka Marquez saw the work and spoke of love. Amy Dowden sent her blessings through the digital ether while Beth Mead noted the sweetness of the gesture in a landscape that is often lacking in such small tender mercies. Fans watched the transformation. They saw the athlete become the creature of the air and they recognized the courage it takes to be fragile in front of a million eyes. One witness declared the pair the greatest team to ever grace the polished boards. Carney looked upon the man who guided her and thanked him for his grace and for the fact that he stood as a pillar when her own resolve felt like water. They are a singular unit now and the butterfly remains etched upon them as a testament to the grit required to fly. Accuracy in the heart is the only truth that matters. Their skin tells the story.