My Writing Story
|May 10, 2013||Posted by fozzy under Calligraphy, Inspiration|
It’s been an absolute blessing being able to do what I love and share it with others. I love writing. I love playing with ink and paper and color. I love learning and how I learn even more when I teach. Whenever someone tells me that they’r a fan of my works, I honestly need to pinch myself. Like really?! Of ME?? And when they tell me that I’m inspiring them, the sap in me just bangs at the holy gates of tears because it feels so unreal.
I went into college never thinking that this was what I’ll be doing. I didn’t study art, save for those summer workshops my parents put me in growing up. I didn’t go to lettering or writing classes. I watched people paint and watched them draw. I worked in an advertising agency as a suit and I’d hang around the artists and creatives while they do their work (this probably annoyed the hell out of them, on hindsight). I type really fast. I’m a prolific notetaker. I have a lot of pens. That’s really all.
Unlike other people who quit their jobs to find “other things,” I didn’t hate what I did. I enjoyed presenting, making charts, writing briefs, and even the stress of managing what seemed like the entire universe. I called Ace Saatchi & Saatchi my home for 8 years. After getting married, I felt like I just wanted a change.
Ah, getting married.
It was during our wedding preparations that most of these a-ha moments happened (but since I knew I had a great job, I guess my brain just filed them somewhere for future reference). I was totally smitten by the writing that I kept on seeing in wedding inspiration blogs. It bugged me how they were written, and I wanted to do it. I ended up addressing our envelopes but just used a broad edged felt pen and the cursive we were taught in school. I went back to work but the beautiful writing haunted me.
After eons online, I was led to and joined the Fountain Pen Network and its Philippine equivalent. I met wonderful people and got tons of inspiration to just go ahead and teach myself how to write pretty.
I wrote this with the first ever fountain pen I bought (a small Inoxcrom that looked like a toy). It didn’t flex, but it taught me how to properly hold the pen to let the ink flow smoothly. This was my “mission statement” for 2011 and in January of that year, I was free of the corporate world and was out on my own. I didn’t know how I was going to start, and I didn’t know if anything would actually work. I set up the site and kept on writing.
My first calligraphy nibs were bought from fellow Fountain Pen Network members. I dove into the writing and just kept on searching for books or sites that could teach me how. I bought a Moleskine diary and started a calligraphy-a-day thing to force me to practice (where I also learned that Moleskine’s paper sucks with ink).
I am proudly self-taught though I do yearn to be in a class with a penman who can teach me and let me know if I’m doing anything wrong. I’m hoping that this will happen one day. Please, universe? IAMPETH Convention, maybe?
So to anyone who’s wanting to learn something new, I say just go ahead and do it. I always say that it’s a frustrating start. But really, the challenge of it makes the end so much more satisfying. If you have the passion, the patience and the little voice deep inside that tells you that you really want it – know this: ANYTHING CAN BE DONE. It’s really just all up to you.
Thank you all for the love. I can’t believe it’s been more than two years already!