What a wonderful thing the pencil is. I think of this often as I write notes to myself or sketch late at night in bed.
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'The Pencil Is Mightier'
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I never worry about it failing to write when held upside down or leaking ink blobs on my blankets or sheets.
Pencils aren't greedy - they are fine with sharing the same space with other marks as I loosely sketch, waiting while I decide which line to use, a prelude to a new work.
They have a close history with Thoreau also: No. 339: Thoreau's Pencils www.uh.edu/engines/epi339.html He knew pencils inside and out, literally. The lowly pencil didn't give him any lip when he expounded on the philosophy of transcendentalism.
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It was the pencil that initially communicated those feelings to all who cared to read his words when he wasn't there. Such a responsibility.
http://www.thoreausociety.org
It was the pencil that initially communicated those feelings to all who cared to read his words when he wasn't there. Such a responsibility.
When I think about it, pencils are taken for granted, ubiquitous, inexpensive, and can be the accepted object of frustration.
I don't know where I'd be without them. I think they need to be shown a little more respect.
