The universe reclining

This week has been busy. Productive, yes; interesting, yes; fun, a bit; but mainly busy. The fun definitely arrived with the new cassette player and I can see this becoming one of my favourite Etsy purchases. The Joan Baez cassette was so familiar on first listening that I'm convinced it must have been in my…

Dimanche encore

If I could, this Sunday morning, bestow upon one person an award for the most consistent use of fountain pens in "pop" videos, I'd go for the French singer Julien Clerc. He is not new to me, I bought a cassette of his hits in Paris in 1980 and have had a soft spot for…

Off-planet

It feels like I've been off-planet for a few weeks, and it remains to be seen whether I've fully made it back, or if the command module is still bobbing around on the ocean, gently steaming. I'm pleased to say that the experiment using the week-to-page bound diary with its lined page for notes has…

Green ink and the apocalypse

Flowers for a friend Over the weekend I finally finished my re-read of Greg Bear’s “The Forge of God”. I spent several weeks ambling through the first two-fifths of this novel and then raced through the larger part in two days flat. Sometimes you re-read a novel and you wonder what you saw in it…

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…