What can I say? I like this postcard. JC sent it.
This is just cute.
This puts the "aw" in awesome.
Can you imagine doing so much detail work? I'm willing to bet Misty can. I stare. I look. I imagine. I come here to play. In my mind. I explore every nook, cranny, between lines . . . Oh, to be young, gifted and talented again.
Then there's this. Reality. For now.
See? I finally got around to showing off The Postmaster. The nib is a medium, and it's going to take some getting used to. The first sample is on vellum. The letter e is a closed case most of the time. It's easier to write if I do it with the nib upside down. Imagine that! Poet Muse, thanks for the tip. It makes for a thinner line, but it also causes the nib to drag--and I worry that it's going to separate.
I'm blaming my gimpy arm for the poor performance here. See how my lines falter and shake? It's the darn spasms.
Get the point? It's an M.
The light catches my eye. I hear it whispering . . . "Write with me. Write with me. Write with me-e-e."
"Upside down! Pen you turn me, inside out! Upside down you turn me . . ." ala Diana Ross!
It ain't over y'all . . .