Chopik & Oxford
Have you ever thought about the idea of a fountain‑pen margin scribbling beside a wall full of neon chaos, like a quiet footnote on a riotous billboard? It’s the kind of strange partnership that makes me pause and imagine a page of ink beside a splash of spray paint.
Fountain‑pen footnotes? Sweet irony. Picture a dry, looping loop of ink staring at a riot of neon, like a secret whisper in the middle of a shouting wall. You think it's polite, but I’d paint it in splashes of neon and watch the ink melt into the chaos, turning that quiet line into a riotous confession. If you want a quiet note, put a splatter of paint on the margin and let the wall shout back.