Creeping in

Isn't it strange how things can find the chinks in your armour and before you know it come creeping into your affections? Take this Graf von Faber-Castell Gulf Blue ink, for example. After my first try it was easy to dismiss the shade as too wishy-washy, utterly failing to hit the jewel-bright tone I favour.…

When it’s time to change ink

The week started with a blazing fanfare which revealed to me that I couldn't spend another minute writing with the inks I've been using this past month. Don't get me wrong, there was nothing inherently wrong with the inks, in many ways each was perfect for its task, I had simply hit the point where…

When you’re out of fashion

"Let them have their fad and their fix Confined by fashion and peer I love you for your courage In this frightened atmosphere" Don McLean: You Have Lived It doesn't matter what particular hobbies you indulge in, I'm sure that every single one of them is prone to fads and fashions. I am equally certain…

A dull and messy morning

I wish I could claim to be neat and tidy, but just see what a mess I made simply writing my journal this morning! I blame it on the paper - it led me through a wormhole of experimentation which hasn't resolved much at all. Since the beginning of May I've been writing my journal…

Think ink

I know it's modest in comparison to many an ink stash, but the fact is my inks are getting out of hand. How much of any given thing is too much is a purely personal thing. I recently saw a photo on Instagram showing a vast Diamine ink order. The lady unpacking it mentioned that…

This old thing?

I've been keeping this pen under wraps since I bought it back in November and I hadn't really intended to write about it. However, the mood has gripped me and it ties into a wider discourse about the fountain pens I buy, so here we are. That's pretty much exactly what I think about this…