So, I set out to nail down this “The Best Pisces Horoscope Sign Tattoo Designs” thing. Why? I got a comment a while back asking for some actual, non-lame ideas. Everyone knows the two fish swimming in a circle thing, right? Boring. I figured, I’d aim for eight. Not seven, not ten. Eight felt right. A solid number that wasn’t overwhelming but gave people choices.
I committed to two full nights of just deep-diving. I wasn’t just hitting Google Images. Anyone can do that junk. I pulled up Pinterest first, which was a disaster. It was just endless repeats of tiny ankle tattoos and watercolor smears. I quickly dumped that, realizing I needed actual tattoo artist portfolios, not just user uploads.
The Grind of Curation: Sifting the Art from the Crap
My method was simple but painful. I used vague, interesting search terms. Things like “astrology water flow tattoo,” “abstract fish duality ink,” and even “neptune trident design.” I tracked down three tattoo artists out of Tokyo and one studio in Berlin that had some seriously slick blackwork stuff. I wasn’t even looking for color; color fades and the Pisces symbol is about duality and flow—black ink just captures that better, you know?
The problem was narrowing it down. I kept finding great pieces, but they were all massive back-pieces or full sleeves. No one asks for the “best design” if the design takes forty hours and costs more than a used car. I had to focus on ideas that could be scaled down, that work on a forearm or maybe a shoulder blade. I had to kill maybe fifty genuinely incredible pieces just because they weren’t practical for a blog post aimed at regular people.
I finally hammered out the eight ideas. This is what made the cut—the stuff that felt fresh and actually useable:
- Design 1: The Broken Amphora. It’s ancient Greek pottery, but the water spilling out forms the two fish. Looks rough, looks old.
- Design 2: Water Nymph Silhouette. Just the outline of a figure, but the lower half is pure swirling wave patterns. Minimalist but deep.
- Design 3: Dueling Koi Yin-Yang. Yes, it’s Koi, but I found one with a heavy Japanese style that was dark, moody, and less colorful than usual.
- Design 4: The Nebula Veil. A super tiny, delicate line-work piece that makes the Pisces constellation look like it’s drawn onto a dark, wispy cloud layer.
- Design 5: The Two Chains. Simple. Two chains, one broken, one looped, symbolizing the fish swimming away from each other but still connected. Pure symbolism.
- Design 6: Negative Space Flow. An arm band where the background is inked solid black, and the two fish shapes are just the skin showing through. Tough to pull off, but instantly cool.
- Design 7: Minimalist Eye of Neptune. Just an eye with a three-pronged trident beneath it. Only the people who get it, get it.
- Design 8: Abstract Wave Line. One single, continuous line that folds and crosses itself eight times to suggest the two swimming fish. Perfect for a wrist.
That was my process. Two nights of serious clicking, saving, organizing, and then writing up why each one was “cool.” It was a lot of low-level visual editing and sorting. But why the hell am I, a guy who used to run a full manufacturing floor, sitting here agonizing over the perfect way to draw a fish on someone’s arm?
You probably think I’m just a full-time tattoo blogger. Nope. I wasn’t even a blogger six months ago. Before all this, I was a Plant Supervisor for a massive logistics outfit down south. We were responsible for getting all the medical supplies out when the whole world went sideways a couple of years back. I was dealing with union reps, supply chain meltdowns, and eighteen-hour shifts.
Then, the new guy—a complete, silver-spoon idiot fresh out of his MBA—decided I was “redundant” because I didn’t use their new, terrible software. He fired me for ‘efficiency restructuring’ two weeks before my wife was supposed to give birth to our third kid. Two weeks. I had twenty years into that company. I walked out and the severance check bounced.
I tried to fight it. Called HR, called the guy above the MBA idiot. They just told me my badge was deactivated and that I “misunderstood the situation.” I went down to the office in person, and security acted like I was a random crazy person. They seriously denied I had ever worked there for two decades. My old email? Deleted. My internal profile? G-O-N-E. It was like I was wiped from existence just to avoid paying a pension and a legitimate severance package.
I couldn’t just jump back into management. My head wasn’t right. Too much anger. My savings account was vaporizing trying to pay for the new kid and the mortgage. My old boss, the guy before the MBA, he had started a little side hustle doing SEO optimization for local businesses and needed someone to write the content, any content. He paid like garbage, but I had to take it. He just kept throwing me these random article ideas, like “top eight dog breeds for apartments” or, yeah, “Pisces tattoos.”
So now here I am. Instead of yelling at truck drivers and managing multi-million-dollar supply routes, I’m vetting subtle ways to ink a fish onto a forearm for minimal money. It sounds insane, but honestly? It’s quiet. No phones ringing at 3 AM. The biggest stress I have now is deciding if the ‘Amphora’ design is cooler than the ‘Two Chains’ one. And you know what? I wouldn’t go back to that soul-crushing logistics job for a million bucks. Let them keep the mess they made. I’m busy looking at cool fish art now.
