“…how I love your handwriting, that running shadow of your voice…” Vladimir Nabokov, in a letter to his wife Véra (1937), Letters to Véra
How almost miraculous is writing by hand? Ink in pen or brush that makes makes markings to connect feeling and idea onto a transportable and shared surface we call paper is such an extraordinary invention that it kind…
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