This week’s rotation has an arresting commonality: pens and ink gifted to me by friends and family from all over the world. Noble, a Chinese fountain pen, was gifted to me by Zeynep of Write to Me Often. A sample of Rohrer and Klingner Alt-Goldgrün, gifted to me by Gentian of Drawing with a Squirrel. Parker 45 was bequeathed to me by my aunt when I was 10. Both J. Herbin inks have trotted their way back from Paris, courtesy of one of my closest friends. Lastly, Waterman Allure was a birthday present from Marianne of Baking with Marianne. The ardor for these writing instruments and ink intensifies because of the emotional bonds that are associated with them.
The Noble fountain pen has a squeeze converter that is in one piece with the barrel. The converter itself brings a sense of nostalgia, since it is the same type of converter that was in my first Parker. It lays down a very fine line and writes very smoothly. J. Herbin Rouille d’Ancre is a bit more opaque than I thought, but the opacity also adds a bit of daintiness to the color, since most shades of brown convey the feeling of robustness.
What kind of special memories do you have with your pens?