Might my fountain pen bird drawings seem familiar? If you’ve ever ordered a piece of jewellery from me you may recognise them. I’ve been meaning to share the story behind this little bird since I began my blog.
The inevitable end-of-term frenzy of hurriedly concocted costumes, crazed social schedules (the girls’), bonkers hair (mine) and importantly, The School Disco meant that the handwritten project – my revival of hand-penned letters and the use of fountain pens and typewriters went on hold for a week or two.
Oh though, LOOK at the gorgeous snail mail I’ve received already, from Carolyn who attended one of my silver workshops recently, dear, long-standing blog friends Moogsmum and Driftwood and lovely Louise of Superduperthings (do pop over to her beautiful blog for a peep).
The joy of receiving a hand-written letter is hard to explain. Not only is it exciting to open the hand-addressed envelope, but also the individually written words, doodles and varying shades of ink makes each letter a thing of beauty and rather a rarity since the dawn of hastily typed emails. Each envelope is a small paper present full of a friend’s handwriting and thoughts – the words may have been the same if they’d sent me an email but the aesthetics and experience are very different.
Now that the school holidays have begun and we’ve recovered from the *coughs* viral visitor that came calling on our first day off, the project shall begin in earnest. My fountain pen and I are poised for inky action and I intend to write several letters a week.
I know Lesley has dug out her collection of old pens and Tess has even started using her elegant hand to write shopping lists but do you have a fountain pen stashed away? Might you have memories of relatives writing to you? I’d love to hear about it.