I ain't never far away from a pencil and paper [or a tape recorder].
On Thursday, my most recent order from C.W. Pencil Enterprise arrived. As the shop is no longer accepting online orders, I think this is my last "major" pencil purchase for awhile. I love that the team at CWPE are no longer taking online orders out of care + concern for their local postal workers.
[Solidarity with those brave people working for the United States Postal Service and at grocery stores, restaurants, and other necessary businesses during the pandemic. In addition to our medical professionals, y'all are heroes, too.]
Preliminary Observations with More Substantial Reviews to Come
Happy + healthy Monday,
Ink is the cosmetic that ideas will wear when they go out in public. Graphite is their dirty truth.
Good afternoon and happy Monday. Over the last few years, I've rediscovered a love for wooden pencils, yet I am not new to pencils. When I taught at two different Midwestern universities over the course of 10 years, I evaluated student project in pencil. When grading, I used either a Rotring 500 0.5mm mechanical pencil or Faber-Castell Grip 2001 wooden pencil. I preferred mechanical pencils because they were always ready to writing and I didn't need to remember a sharpener.
When I first became an instructor of record, I made the conscious choice to grade in pencil. I actually loved grading my evaluating student projects—particularly printed, paper essay. I liked holding my students' ideas in my hands. I liked responding as a reader in my marginal comments and writing a quick note as instructor to each student on the back of their last page—all in pencil. I liked the pretense of impermanence pencils offer. Their erasability quiet connoting that writing is a process, requiring continual revision, further development of ideas, reminding students that nothing is fixed permanently in place.
Then a few summers ago, my local stationery store (at the time), Wonder Fair in Lawrence, KS, began carrying a variety of wooden pencils for writing and drawing. I picked up a fistful of pencils to explore--Leuchtturm 1917 HB, Absolute Apsara, DOMS Zoom, and Staedtler Mars Lumograph—and a new Möbius + Ruppert brass bullet sharpener. I laid in my hammock and sharpened each pencil while my dog, Diego, napped between my legs. As I sharpened each pencil I began to remember the smell and experience of writing with wooden pencils in elementary, dropping a quarter into the pencil machine for fancy pencils. I next bought a dozen Palomino Blackwing Matte (or MMX as The Erasable Podcast guys call them). I became hooked. Though, to be honest, I prefer the gray Blackwing 602 with a pink eraser. This graphite is perfect for my small, neat cursive. In future posts, I plan to use the 602 as my control when testing new wooden pencils.
My goals for this blog are
I am on this adventure and would love to connect with fellow analog travelers. If y'all have any questions, comments, or suggestions, I am always open to feedback and tips. Please reach out, especially as we are all social distancing due to COVID-19. I wish you all health, safety, and food security.
Thank you very much for your time, patience, and consideration,
Happy + healthy Monday,
When Pooh saw what [the gift] was, he nearly fell down, he was so pleased. It was a Special Pencil Case. There were pencils in it marked "B" for Bear, and pencils marked "HB" for Helping Bear, and pencils marked "BB" for Brave Bear*. There was a knife for sharpening the pencils, and india-rubber for rubbing out anything which you had spelt wrong, and a ruler for ruling lines for the words to walk on, and inches marked on the ruler in case you wanted to know how many inches anything was, and Blue Pencils and Red Pencils and Green Pencils for saying special things in blue and red and green. And all these lovely things were in little pockets of their own in a Special Case which shut with a click when you clicked it. And they were all for Pooh.