I’ve been quiet for a minute, I know.
But I’ve always been here. And I’m kinda-sorta back.
Here’s where my mood’s at (re: art/fashion) today. Peep my mood-board/colour-story mish-mash.
FYI: I’m also hungry for some new inspiration. (Ideas? Anyone?)
Pastel Future
Travel Memory
All Blue Everything
Artisan Heritage
I’m the type to notice one’s handwriting. I’ll notice if it’s slanted, sharp, elegant, large, messy or even “dignified.” I cringe at full-grown women whose writing look like bubbly teenage hearts. I cringe at full-grown men who write with crusty Vs and backwards Gs. I cringed at an aspiring “rapper” once, who I thought was pretty cool until I saw his book of rhymes. I expected an artist’s charming scribbles, but what I saw was a third grader’s cursive practice. I’ve noticed my penmanship too…and I’m worried that it’s suffering.
Is technology killing the pen? Is technology killing my pen? I text and tweet and type so much that my fingers are wobbly every time I try to write. I broke up with my Moleskine when I jumped onto the iPhone bandwagon, and I only think in terms of Apple + V or Apple + Z. It’s a very far cry from high school when my BFF (big ups Raeann!) and I were so particular with our writing that we would cross our Ts with a ruler using colourful milky pens.
Leave it to me to ponder: why do some people have chicken scratch as a poor excuse for penmanship? The suspects: carelessness, habit, technology and/or chicken scratch is just their personal style.
Hmmmmf….
Ain’t no biggie. Just a thought.
