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Meeting New People

Posted by Dirck on 26 June, 2020

Today’s film is a little more ad-riddled than I could wish, but it’s worth the pain. We, by which I mean the Common North American Lummox (of which vast herds roam wild across the whole continent, wherever there’s life-sustaining air conditioners), don’t often get to consider an early cultural contact from the non-European side of the fence.

Speaking of learning how to deal with a new culture, notice that there is now a link to a whole new Inks page. I, a mighty bull Lummox, have successfully negotiated with my newly-arrived computer to process scans to a point where they more or less match previous output. I may get the slightly more daunting prospect of photograph manipulation sorted out this weekend!

Today’s pen: Lamy 27
Today’s ink: TWSBI Sapphire Blue

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Posted by Dirck on 25 June, 2020

 

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 22 June
  • 23 June
  • 24 June
  • 25 June
  • First draft of “Memorial Garden”
  • 4 manuscript pages.

It’s not that I’m unenthusiastic, I’m just tired. Whoever turned the volume knob on Regular Job way over back in May hasn’t put it back yet.

Vacation time impends. Ravelled sleeves quiver in anticipation.

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Inspiring Abba Titles Since 1815

Posted by Dirck on 19 June, 2020

A quick film today, and probably uninteresting to nineteen of every twenty of you who look in here, but I’ve never been able to grip the flow of this event in the various fictional accounts I’ve read, so I found this both diverting and useful.

I suspect it doesn’t apply so well to the version of the event in Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell, but that’s OK. Also, I realize the anniversary of the event was yesterday, and for the American element of my audience today has a significance all its own; I didn’t feel qualified to dabble in the latter, and I am in a mood to contemplate the overthrow of a tyrant.

Today’s pen: Parker Arrow
Today’s ink: Jentle blue-black

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Posted by Dirck on 18 June, 2020

 

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 15 June
  • 16 June
  • 17 June
  • 18 June
  • Bloody nothing on Monday
  • First draft of “Memorial Garden”
  • 10 manuscript pages.

I think henceforth we might take it was given that Monday’s are unproductive, thanks to the thing I mentioned at the end of last month. It wasn’t an issue last week because, as it was a new thing, I forgot about it entirely until the next day. For the foreseeable future, though, Mondays are going to be opposed to writing.

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Admiration or Envy?

Posted by Dirck on 12 June, 2020

It’s probably both. My idea of a dream-house is a little more late Victorian in shape and rather less… extensive… but it certainly contains the sort of high-efficiency guts the thing in this video exemplifies.

I can’t help but wonder at the name of the house, though… I hope it’s not a Wilkie Collins reference.

Today’s pen: Jinhao 159
Today’s ink: Diamine Syrah

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Posted by Dirck on 11 June, 2020

 

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 8 June
  • 9 June
  • 10 June
  • 11 June
  • First draft of “Memorial Garden”
  • 2 pages.†

†Two pages? Two?! In a whole week? Well, not really. That’s two pages today, while the rest of the week was spent trying to build up enthusiasm for any of the stories in the idea hopper.

I’m not particularly happy with that. I am absolutely putting it down to work stress; the volume of work has somehow kept rising throughout the COVID period. There’s supposed to be a slack tide in the middle of the month, damn it!

I was also dilatory on my Magic Brain Pills a couple of weeks back, and have perceived maybe not the black dog itself but certainly the smell of its cold, damp fur. A better effort at periodic swallowing since should see the chemistry back where I’d like it.

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Comfort Eating

Posted by Dirck on 5 June, 2020

I was thinking of putting up some socially conscious material today, because what’s going on across North America is very damn important and I haven’t mentioned any of it here.

BUT

I haven’t mentioned any of it here because I’ve been attending to it elsewhere. I have a sufficiency of privilege that I am able to withdraw  when it becomes too much to bear, keeping this space as one of my redoubts. Frankly, watching a 75 year old man getting what might be a fatal head injury and then be studiously ignored by those who gave it to him… yeah. I need a little break, and I suspect others do too.

Thus, a retreat into childhood.

I bless him for using butter rather than margarine. I don’t know that I’d brown it, though, and that seemed like an awful lot of salt. I do absolutely agree that making marshmallow is over the top (and, to be honest, it’s sort of like playing with lava– I want to make treats, not engage in the less fun aspects of glass-blowing).

Now, I don’t know about you, but I’m going to contemplate what I might get up to this weekend.

Today’s pen: Sheaffer Balance Statesman
Today’s ink: Skrip Black

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Posted by Dirck on 2 June, 2020

 

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 1 June
  • 2 June
  • 3 June
  • 4 June
  • Third draft of “I Will Not Leave You Comfortless”†
  • Submissions.
  • The extended whine below.
  • Three very awkward sentences shown the error of their ways, and some other polishing.
  • The barrel of the launcher grows perilously hot.
  • Yes, I’ve got something to whine about.

‡ A note not about the ink, but about the absence of a link to a profile. My new computer arrived!

Yay!

I still can’t update the site effectively!

Ya… wait, what?

It’s the sort of thing that will rise up like a patch of cursed bog to confront you when you don’t replace your computer for a decade or so. That program you like? The one that you’re very familiar with?

Yes, that’s right. It’s not compatible with the new OS. One of the reasons for that is, as you’ll discover when you go looking, that the company behind the program stopped offering software at some point in the past three years or so, and now make sensor hardware.

This is deeply inconvenient when the program is question is the one that you… or rather I, have been processing all my images through. Cleaning them up, Trying, despite appearances, to get them to be consistent in tone and brightness. Editing out moles and other blemishes on the otherwise smooth skin of my models.

Which means that I have to both find a replacement and figure out it works before I can add yet more images to my image-rich site. And also resist the urge to play World of Warships, which is something the new computer can offer, unlike the previous one. I’m leaning towards something in the GIMP direction, and not just because that’s an unkind nickname I hung on my brother when I was about eight.

† This is a much more satisfactory title than “Ancestral Curse”. Trust me.

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