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.

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Poem: Bricks

Typed on my painted Olivetti Lettera 32.  The first drafts of this poem go back to December, but I finally finished it today.
The Olivetti is sort of old news, I did this paint job a while ago, but someone wanted to see it and here it is!  I took it out to Panera later to write a very late letter to a friend who follows this blog.

Thursday, February 21, 2019

Poem: The Zone


  

In spite of the magnitude and awesomeness of my collection this 1941 Royal Aristocrat remains my absolute favorite to use.

Monday, January 14, 2019

Poem: I Am Listening

слушаю is Russian for "I am listening" and is pronounced like the English words slew-shy-you.

Friday, January 11, 2019

Poem: Dust

Richard Polt and I went back and forth once with poems about dust.  I inspired to revisit the topic today, looking out through a very dirty back window of my car into the setting sun this evening. 
My prettiest and newest typewriter, at Mill Mountain Coffee in Salem (once again quite welcoming, thank you!)

Friday, January 4, 2019

Poem: Divine

"Abbott-plane" is a term I made up.  Flatland is a book by Edwin A Abbott published in 1884.  It describes a square living in a two dimensional world, who comes into contact with a sphere and is faced with the difficulty of comprehending a three dimensional object from a two dimensional perspective.  As the sphere passes through the square's plane it appears only as a circle which is changing size.  On a mathematical level the book helps us visualize relationships between dimensions.  On a practical level it challenges us to question our ability to understand things beyond our own scope of comprehension.  It is quick read and absolutely worth it. 
In the middle of this photo is the smallest slice of vivid rainbow.