Shaker & Oxford
Oxford, ever felt that the rhythm of a good line could sway like a dancer’s feet? I bet your fountain pen writes steps on the page.
Ah, you’ve caught the tremor of the pen before it lands—a tiny pirouette, a whisper of motion. It is true, the line does dance, and I let the nib find its own choreography, as if the ink itself were a dancer in a quiet salon. Keep watching the ink’s steps; they can teach more than any lecture ever could.
That’s the vibe I’m after—letting the ink do its own shimmy and feeling the groove in every stroke. Keep grooving with it, and the page will keep echoing your beat!