I spied this little sweetie at the thrift not too long ago.It also happened to be 15% off...so into my arms it went...it was a deal at the original price, but the percentage off made it that much more tempting.
I talked myself into buying it in the hopes of using it for a photo shoot.I really didn't have to do that much talking though...
The roundness of the keys, the sounds it makes when I type...the fact that it has both working ribbon and the original case to it...with its little leather handle?
Well...
Home to Foolsewoode it came.
How is it that vintage typewriters, something made for so utilitarian a reason, are so beautiful and sleek to me? Or is it the fact that they're so novel now...Because I certainly find myself thinking that most things vintage are beautiful.
I'm telling you, I wanted to don a hat, slip a cigarette behind my ear, put a press pass on, and start running around town getting the scoop.
Or just sit serenely on the front porch, dappled with early morning sunlight...and sip coffee from my vintage Mt. Rushmore transfer-ware mug...and write the great American novel.
Or perhaps compose correspondence to far away friends and family on my Crane Foolsewoode letterhead stationary...listening to the gentle tap tapping of the keys as they strike the empty page.
Praying that my fingers don't get stuck between the large gaping areas between the keys...
Um, ouch.
OK, I get the need for keyboards without holes. It's probably for efficiency, but I would like to believe it's to save your manicure...nails and or the skin on your fingers.
Besides, with one push of a button, I changed my font for this post to Courier, which is a more classic typewriter font (clever eh?) But it's somehow not the same.
I think my little Royal typewriter will be living in the library for a while...
Unless I'm using it to write my blog...
8 comments:
I absolutely adore typewriters! Especially those that actually work. So jealous of your great find!
The next post should be a type-written sheet of paper, scanned in and sized to fit the blog.
Just sayin'...
just had a flash memory of typing class in HS... yes, that was way before PCs... Copies were either dittos or using carbon paper...
so fabulous!
ooooohhh isnt that a BEAUT? me too me too the porch thing and the great american novel one! Well, possibly there would be some fuzzy slippers involved and Cowboy possibly roused me from sleep and maybe he delivered a latte and i am not sure where to get typewriter ribbon anymore maybe ebay and i will need some paper and hey where is backspace delete delete delete??
Its lovely, though i totally agree. There's just something about a typewriter.....like an old movie for you PC...
{{sighs dreamily}}
I LOVE it!!!! Even if they do snap off your fingertips... ;)
That reminds me - (this is where I am free to veer ;)
I feel the same way about shoes - up until I was 30, I never knew shoes were supposed to be comfortable???? DIno, the artist, said to me, why don't you wear comfortable shoes? After I was whining about some 13 inch heels ;)
And I said, what?? SHoes are supposed to be comfortable? I never got that memo????
HAHA! Well, now I have the knowledge, but, comfort and shoes still don't really apply to my world :) Just like fingertips can be bandaged for a nice set of keys ;)
Now, what was that about a novel??? GO write it!!! I would read it!!
LOVE, V
And does Louis remember making a correction on 6 copies? Anyhow, you are doubly fortunate in that it's a Royal, which had the best touch of all typewriters by far.
It sure is beautiful! I find that vintage (or just plain old...do they mean the same thing?) were just built so well, where now everything is plastic and disposable. Remember my old Barracuda and your Bug? Those were METAL cars...meant to hold up to so much...and old vacuum cleaners...they are pieces of art...I'm with you!
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