Yesterday, I pulled the plug on my cable tv, phone, and internet. The ladies at Charter never batted an eye for I am a regular guy and they know the routine. Upon returning home from the neighboring town, I quickly retrieved my new calligraphy kit, along with some parchment paper that I was quite anxious to use.
The next phase of my plan was to begin practicing the desired art by writing my daughters each a letter on this ancient paper. Right then and there, the plan fell apart. I couldn't figure out how to load the ink into this mighty fine pen! To save face, I took my fountain pen and attempted slow writing. I mailed the letters with the full knowledge that I have a lot to learn.
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One of my favorite Natalie Merchant songs...this version is great, too.
Calligraphy's a tough sport - you gave me a hardcover book with calligraphy pen (with ink) inside it one year. I practiced often, but soon came to the conclusion no one would be paying for me to write their wedding invitations.
Colleen, yes indeed, not an easy game to learn. I have lowered my sights and the target now is just to improve my handwriting using a fountain pen.
I sense a tiny bit of the luddite creeping in Tony...cancelling all communication systems and not even relying on a ball point pen...you go for the ink pen. What's next, quills you sharpen yourself and maybe...falcon hunting? D
Try learning it when you are a lefty. Most directions are written for right handed people. I would have loaned you my stuff had I known you were into this. I use a special marker when I did mine.
D: You're right. These skills coexist and blossomed when Walmart funneled its only customers into the machine only line.
Barb: i saw some directions for lefties, but was so much in quicksand where I stood, that I just let them drift by.
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