Exploring the World of Fountain Pens: A Personal Journey
A fountain pen is more than just a writing tool; it is a piece of history and a testament to the precision and artistry that accompany the act of writing. For many, the journey into this world begins early, as I did in my 5th grade when I first encountered a Sheaffer school pen at Woolworth’s. Fast forward to my high school graduation, I received a Sheaffer Targa, marking a significant milestone in my relationship with these exquisite instruments.
The Early Years: Discovery and Experimentation
My first experience with ink came when I was just seven years old, and I moved from the simple ballpoint pens to fountain pens. It was a rite of passage for the second graders of that year, and the transition was marked by stained fingers and the necessity of frequent washes with a mix of water and Clorox. This marked the beginning of a love affair with fountain pens that has endured for decades.
The College Years: A Relapse
While I continued to write with fountain pens into my teenage years, a significant pause came during my college days. A professor introduced me to fountain pens for a sketching class, and I embraced the experience eagerly. However, it wasn’t until I was 35 that I started using fountain pens regularly, following a suggestion from my professor.
By that time, I had earned my degree in Architecture, and fountain pens became a staple in my daily routine. I carry at least one fountain pen with me most of the time, and it has become an essential part of my life. Reflecting on my journey, I can see how the early introduction to fountain pens set the stage for my deeper appreciation and regular use of these elegant tools.
The Recent Revival: A Nostalgic Return
Less than 7 months ago, I started using fountain pens again, but this time in a more fervent and passionate way. In the United States, fountain pens are not as common, which makes the enthusiasts here stand out. My introduction to fountain pens was not positive; I originally thought Montblanc Meisterstucks were overpriced and unnecessary. However, when I discovered the beauty and functionality of the Pilot Metropolitan, my perspective changed dramatically.
My grandmother’s decision to dispose of her Montblancs was a missed opportunity to appreciate the craftsmanship these pens represent. While I have no personal interest in Montblanc pens, I now understand the value and sentiment they hold. The feeling of my new Pilot Metropolitan writing smoothly on paper cannot be matched by any other writing tool.
It was my grandmother’s disregard for these cherished pens that sparked my curiosity, and I spent hours researching the Baystate Blue ink, which I was eventually disappointed with due to its high maintenance. Despite this, I am now using low-maintenance inks and finding profound enjoyment in my writing experience.
A Deferred Passion Years in the Making
Reflecting on my journey, while it is tempting to believe I should have started using fountain pens sooner, I am grateful for the wisdom I have gained. Had I started earlier, I might have missed the deeper appreciation that comes with time. The act of writing with a fountain pen is a meditative experience that I cherish, and I am glad I have come to fully appreciate it now.