We all have those days. You know the kind. The emotional hits start and they keep on coming. That’s when I turn to Jack’s mantra from “Croupier”, a favorite film of mine. And some pretty ink the color of well-loved blue jeans doesn’t hurt at all. Ink: Private Reserve Midnight Blues Pen: Pilot Vanishing Point LE (Medium) Paper: Bloc Rhodia No. 16 Writing from: my makeshift study in the dining-room.
We had a thought-provoking discussion with friends over dinner tonight. During a lull in the conversation, I glanced over at the server’s workstation and saw an Alan Watts quotation on it. It reminded me of my favorite Alan Watts quotation, so I decided to practice printing a bit. Ink: Noodler's Apache Sunset Pen: Pelikan Ruby Red M320 (Fine) Paper: Bloc Rhodia No. 16 Writing from: my makeshift study in the dining-room.
[caption id=“attachment_91976” align=“aligncenter” width=“687”]Processed with VSCOcam with hb1 preset[/caption] The day I feared has arrived: one of the three fountain pens I filled right before Day 20 ran out of ink. (This photo-a-day project is handy because now I know how much ink my Conklin All-American holds, in days, which is more useful to me than milliliters.) Luckily for me, I married a man who stashes ink in other countries.
[caption id=“attachment_91940” align=“aligncenter” width=“687”]Processed with VSCOcam with c1 preset[/caption] Today I missed a few opportunities for interesting photos: the view of Mount Tamalpais from my in-laws’ home, the all-but-deserted mall where FunkyPlaid and I got SIM cards for our phones, the tiny gopher nosing around the sunny back garden. And now I feel like I am coming down with a cold, so I thought it would be a perfect time to crack open the Rhodia No.