India ink

Manadala, vines and spirals in indelible ink.
I’m surprised at how well my left hand managed the manadala drawing on my right palm. I’m not ambidextrous, or at least I thought I wasn’t.
When I completed my hands, I drew on the tops of my feet. Who needs polished nails when you have flowers, dots and lines on your toes?
It’s a bit disconcerting to see the ink on my fingers; I keep thinking it will rub off. But it doesn’t. At least not right away. I don’t know why I haven’t done big drawings on myself before. It’s a lot of fun.

If I had more hands, I could be the Indian goddess Durga.