So I'm practicing old school cool Spencerian Script when I realized I will never master it. I ask, "Why spend hours repeating the same alphabets over and over until my arm shakes and my eyes blur?" Seriously. And, what's the point in torturing myself when writing with a fountain pen is faster and easier? I just need to practice opening the loop spaces on my loopy alphabets. Okay, and correct five or six other common errors, and just be happy. Right? Finding white ink that actually works should be enough of a perk to keep me writing my way. Surely?
(from FLOW Magazine)
I think I've sold myself on being satisfied with what I can do until I see something like this. Old school cool makes me drool! Then again, an iridium tipped fountain pen trumps feather quills any day. Right? Right. Well, no, not entirely. I tell myself that if they could do it then so can I. I mean write that way. So, once again will I try.
Is this cheating? Well, yeah.
But not this! Porcupine quills are perfect for quill pens. They hold ink well. Ink just doesn't flow well, for obvious reasons. I haven't experimented with sharpening the nib end just yet, since truth is, I'm afraid I might cut away until there's nothing left to cut. Its heft is solid--more solid than a feather's for sure. Still and all, I have plans to write at least one letter with my porcupine pen before I retire it.
This bottle of Winsor & Newton's 969 Ultramarine ink is at least five years old, and it flows like a dream. I'll test the bottle behind it tomorrow. It's Daler - Rowney jet black calligraphy ink. It's not our great-great ancestor's ink. Can you imagine using lamp soot for ink? But what do I know? It might still be old school cool.
This day, fifteen letters were posted by me. Yes! I woke to sunshine and birdsong. I flung off the covers, and dashed off to enjoy the day! I know. You cannot imagine anyone dashing--especially me, but I tried, so you should try too. And, I got mail! Lots and lots of mail! Well, there was one Dear John letter but still . . . We are waking from winter's slumber, to pen great letters in old school numbers. Well, maybe not.
Often enough, less is more . . . more or less.
Well, there are exceptions.
See? I used the adopted stamps. Yep, I'm playing catch-up.
May your mail be merry and bright. As long as you write.