Saturday - May 26, 2007
El viaje de los estilografos.
Casa San Pablo, home to the lovely Alcantara family, a hybrid sheep-wooden grape creature and a patient turtle, hosted my pens and I for a day and a half.
(Yes, I was there for work. Do not be deluded into thinking it was some sort of rest-and-recuperation deal.)
The palette of the place is easy on the eyes; quietly-textured greens, plain polished wood.
I thought these three fit the Casa San Pablo mood very well. From left to right, a Moore 94-A, a Conway Stewart 28 in Tiger Eye and a tortoise and brown Pelikan 400. All three are vintage pens.
Casa San Pablo used to be a family's own weekend getaway. The family certainly seems to have a knack for acquiring the curiousest of curios. This is a crab ashtray. Its claws can hold fat cigarettes or slim pens. In the crab's evil clutches is my Waterman 52 with the "pink" nib.
Although none of them was used during the workshop, the Dinkies insist on tagging along because they can be so photogenic. They like compensating for their tiny size.
But Peter Pans are even tinier. The Peter Pan on the right used to belong to someone named Danny. To give you an idea of scale, the "gems" around the pens are actually the small beads on my hair elastic.