Tuesday, July 2, 2019

Repair Trick: Easy and Reversible Solution for War-time Olympia Paper Supports

Annoyingly my paper support on my Robust used to lay flat, and I would find myself repeatedly propping it back up while typing. 
The key to the repair lies in the relationship between the machine and the support, I needed to limit the movement.

The green arrow shows a perfect gap I could stop up, and have the support perfectly at the desired angle.  At the coffee shop I used some string, because that is what I had, but it looked awful and was obvious (see the white speck in the photo on the blogpost before this one!)
After getting home I cut a small rubber grommet in half to make it skinny enough and threaded it onto the support (which pulls right out from the machine) and slid it to where the sweet spot is.

Perfect!  I only have one of these Olympias, so there may be a bead or something there originally; I am not sure.  But this is easily undo-able and with no harm whatsoever to the machine.  If the grommet gradually wears or gets crushed it will be easy to try something else in the same place.

Poem: Dear Reader


The massive case draws more looks than the typewriter.  My choice this day was my 1943 Olympia Robust.

Monday, July 1, 2019

Poem: Cafe 10 and Sycamore Deli

I have been chewing on this one since May.  My favorite place to right, Cafe 10 in Richmond, has closed and I did not know until it was gone. Around the same time Sycamore Deli in Blacksburg, VA which used to be one of my favorite places to write also closed.

Saturday, June 29, 2019

Short Poem: Summer Evening

I wrote this poem back in May and found it realizing I had not posted it.  I retyped with a very cool typewriter. 
The Brother Type-o-graph uses a small ballpoint pen, moving the paper up and down and the shuttle side to side to write letters.

Thursday, June 27, 2019

Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Poem: Meadow Mead

The sun set JUST before I finally had a clean copy to take a picture of.  I would have liked more light but it was still gorgeous out there. 
Same poem but an easier to read photo in case the first was too small.

Monday, April 22, 2019

Poem: Naranja

The title begs some explanation and there were two reasons I chose it.  The first is that "naranja" looks a lot like Narnia.  The second is that "naranja" is Spanish for "orange" and there is a legend that Christopher Columbus was eating an orange and watched a fly crawl over the horizon of it, and it looked to him like the same effect of a ship going out to sea.  It is said he realized the world was round at this moment and therefore decided to sail westward to India. 
This is my wonderful 1951 Hermes 2000.