Reminiscent of a
time when inkwells
held secrets of
auspicious authors
when they dipped
their quills
inside and with
a flourish of
script containing
dots and crosses
left their legacy
to span time
connecting their
hearts and souls to
ours
© February 2012
Renee Espriu
Inkwell
An inkwell is a small jar or container, often made of glass, porcelain, silver, brass, or pewter, used for holding ink in a place convenient for the person who is writing. The artist or writer dips the brush, quill, or dip pen into the inkwell as needed or uses the inkwell as the source for filling the reservoir of a fountain pen
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Gosh, I feel old now, we used to have an ink well that was a part of our desk. It had black ink in it which we’d use with a pen nib on the end of a wooden shaft as a pen. Sheesh, the mess I would get all over my hands with them, and then the invented the Biro! Haha…oh my goodness yes, I feel old ..
Lovely piece Renee and so apt with it being Charles Dickens anniversary today too!
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I just received a gift of a small box that looks like a real inkwell so got me to thinking. I didn’t have one when I was young but I can imagine that they would cause quite a mess among young ones. LOL
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Very nice write, Renee.
Pamela
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Thank You Pamela!
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yes..there is something mysterious and full of life about inkwells…sometimes sad that gets lost a bit in the computer area..nicely penned renee
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Amen. Well done: art work and poetry both. Nice.
Do love the mystery of inkwells and there was a fine artistry to many of them.
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Thank You! I’m getting a bit better at the micro soft paint but takes a great deal of patience and ignoring of the pain it causes in my hands to hold the mouse so still to do it. Once in awhile I forge ahead. I’m thinking, perhaps, of collecting them.
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i have used them as a child too, 🙂 writing with wooden/nib pens is quite an artistic task. it must have been tougher with the quills.
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I can’t even imagine using a quill pen. I would imagine you would have to be patient to get it right.
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Perfect for Dickens Week, Renee. Inkwells hold romance as we look back, but my mom used to talk about having her pigtails dipped in that top corner inkwell of the boy behind her… and Woolf, Shakespeare, and the rest of our favorites had perpetual inkstains on their fingers. Now, that’s a “tattoo” worth having, huh? Nice to be back… peace, Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2012/02/07/emotional-dyslexic/
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Now I remember the inkwell in my desk at school and we had Ink-monitors girls in our class who would come and fill them up.. 🙂 now thats taking me back xx
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Throws up delightful images of ancient scribes writing by candlelight, Renee. The process of writing would have been so different then – slower, and definitely more considered, I would think, not having the benefit of quick, unmessy editing
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Ink wells, yes, heavy with ink waiting to touch the page of a blank white. Writing seems simply magic as we give it life. You have the grand ability to do just this, giving your words life as you jot them down. May you never run out of ink. Candy
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