“Unlike any on this planet…or any other”

The Parker 51 changed the face of pen design with such advanced features as the tubular, hooded nib and aerometric filling system. Unlike many radical designs it worked incredibly well and its successful production run was decades long. Parker was on a  roll and eventually an improved, ingenious successor model was readied to eclipse the 51. We all remember that one, right? Um…right? I’ll give you a hint: it was called by another number. Got it now? No…not the 75. That was a terrifically successful pen with an incredibly long production run but this was before that one. Got it yet?

Norman Rockwell did this ad art for the 61.

OK, I was being mean with the guessing game. Few people remember the Parker 61 and for good reason: it followed a legend and had several disappointing flaws. Let me rephrase that and instead call it a fabulous flop. Every once in a while a pen comes along with an advanced and clever solution for a problem that people didn’t realize existed and the Parker 61 was one of those pens.

The 61 was the last advance in the category of self-filling pens that began when the rubber sac and lever came into being. In fact this model not only saw the switch to ink cartridge/converter fountain pens it was swept up in the change. A watershed pen that may have been so advanced it was partly responsible for its own ill luck.

Now that I’ve reached this point I feel I may have been a little harsh. The 61 did have one of those super long production runs Parker pens always seemed to be blessed with like the 51 (1940 to 1976) and the 75 (1963 to 1994). Its run was not as long as those two but was an astounding 27 years (1956 to 1983). You can’t fault that kind of longevity even if it was not quite the same pen at the end as the beginning (more on that later).

Let’s take a look at the 61 and the mechanics so you can get an idea about what I was alluding to. At first glance the 61 is only subtly different from its predecessor. The pen has a plastic barrel with a hooded nib and metal cap à la Parker 51. Closer inspection shows it cuts a svelter figure and is squared off at the jeweled barrel end. Overall a very evolutionary design showing the change in preferences as the 50s marched towards the next decade.

A few other things should be noted about the new duds the 61 wore. First off is the “arrow” on the top forward position of the hood. It certainly reminds you how to hold the pen and has a great “jet age” feel to it. More striking are the rainbow metal caps on the first edition pens. Parker used several different metals in these to create a very pleasing layered effect. Due to a high rejection rate in production eventually these were deemed too costly to continue.

Actor William Holden ponders the filling 61.

Inside the pen there were changes more revolutionary then belied by the staid exterior. In the front the nib, collector, and feed were generally along the same lines as the 51 with one important change: A new tab on the nib acted at a locating element to finally make alignment with other pieces far easier. If you’ve ever assembled a 51 you know this is no small thing. The real pièce de résistance was behind that part of the pen: The capillary filler. Fountain pens always used capillary action to move the ink along the feed to the terminus of the nib point. The 61 took this to the next level by being filled by this very same phenomenon.

Capillarity is the when a liquid tends to rise in opposition to the force of gravity in narrow tubes or small openings like between grains of sand. Parker decided to build itself a capillary filler so that when backed up into ink would suck it in with no effort needed. There were no moving parts to need service and was “clean” in use due to being coated in Teflon, another modern magic material which repelled ink residue. It’s often said that this filling system was in response to Sheaffer’s Snorkel “clean” syringe filler (first seen in 1952) however Parker bought the rights to this idea in three years earlier which shows they were thinking it had potential before the Snorkel went on sale. The working bit was a thin polyethylene film rolled tightly together but not fully touching inside the housing. That’s where the ink went and waited to gather and flow out to the feed and nib.

So, this all sounds great, right? Who wouldn’t want a clean, easy, and gadgety way to put ink into your pen? But all was not well with Parker’s attempt to push the edges of technology and problems reared their inky head quickly. First off if the ink was allowed to dry up in the pen it was a terrible and tedious job to try and get it out. You couldn’t run fast flowing water through it and so soaking and shaking was about the only answer. Parker had to sell bulb that could be fitted to the filler end and force water in and out to their repair people. Even doing it that way was slow. You probably realized the previous issue did not bode well if you wanted to change your ink color. If you can’t easily clean out a pen then you will always have old ink contaminating the new. This kind of thing meant a high rate of repair returns which is never a good sign.

Eventually Parker redesigned the 61s filling system to be a cartridge or converter type in 1969 and all pens returned for service automatically got switched.  So it really became quite a different pen in one fell swoop and ushered in that soon to be the most common method of holding ink. Thus the complex marvel Parker advertised as “a gift unlike any on this planet…or any other” and the fountain pen’s rocket age came to an end. It would be decades before we would see a wide variety of self-fillers again beyond the stalwart Germans and their piston fillers.

Now that you’ve been through Parker 61 101 we can take a peek at the subject pen of this post. The well rounded and erudite pen and paraphernalia collector known on Twitter as Toaster_Pastry called it “Probably the coolest design of the 20th Century next to the Coke bottle” and I see why he is so enthusiastic about the Parker 61 desk pen.

There is now a certain retro-coolness to the proportions of this pen. Without a long taper it’s shorter than desk pens I’m used to and terminates instead with a metal cap which is a head-on intersection of two conical shapes. That along with a sleek gold trumpet holder perched on the ball of the “magnetix” articulation system immediately plants it in the era of slab sided Lincolns, thin ties, and beehive hairdos. It’s got style of a kind forever lost shortly after it was made. You could easily see someone in a neutral gray sleek silk suit reaching for it across a Danish modern desk located in a suite at the Century Plaza hotel in Los Angeles.

The Century Plaza hotel: A mid-century archtecture icon.

Parker’s desk sets also were advanced over other brands with the aforementioned “magnetix” system. There is not friction dampened ball joint here but a ferrous sphere and a strong earth magnet in the base. The holder is held tight in a metal socket and can swivel to any angle. The base it sits is black-gold Italian marble which has such a mid-century feel to me I can have flashbacks to the lobbies of International style skyscrapers I’ve seen it used in.

There are far better histories of the Parker 61 than I have written like this one.  I hope my brief background helps you appreciate this unique pen. For the collector and lover of vintage pens the bad reputation should be avoided because with a little TLC these pens can be not just fascinating yestertech but also good writers.

Wic It, Wic It Good

Deep in the bowels of my basement I opened a drawer and found something. After I ran screaming and it scuttled off I found something else there that I must have purchased over 10 years ago on Ebay. It’s an odd bit of writing history and technology for sure.

The pen manufacturer (Wahl-)Eversharp made some mistakes in the 40s that led to its eventual doom. Besides a homely looking line of fountain pens they also had a major fiasco with the CA, an early ballpoint. By 1957 it was all over and Parker bought what remained of the writing division and for a while used the Eversharp brand on some of its products.

One of those Parker/Eversharp products I found in that drawer and you can see it here: The Tip-Wic. What is it? Well, basically it’s a felt tip marker made to use fountain pen ink. I think the blister pack I took a picture of shows the benefits nicely.

I don’t know what prompted its creation or how long it was sold but the package is dated 4-65 and so that gives you an idea of the era. It’s a simple looking writing instrument reminiscent of a Parker 45 in shape and size. How well does it work? Well, here is where the fun starts!

You can win this pen and the extra converter and cartridge in the pack for almost no effort! OK, to be honest some effort. If I inked this pen I’d write a few lines and probably forget about it since I’m not a fan of markers. However, I am interested in learning how it works and someone might want to give that a go. So the deal is first write a comment below about anything since I’m not picky. I’ll use a random number generator to choose the person who gets this almost new item (I did remove the pen from the pack but will put it back in). The tricky part is the winner must agree to use this pen and within a month write a short summary of how they like it. I’ll post that as an update here so everyone can see the results. Just to be clear: You have to write something about how this pen works within 4 weeks and email me it. What if you don’t? Well…I’ll really be grumpy and you will not get any candy if I decide to hand some out in the future.

Let’s say this contest ends in one week on 9/26/2010 at 9:00 PM Easter Standard Time. Good luck to whoever feels the urge to try! Oh, don’t forget: It’s the tip; It’s Porosyn; It glides!

Puno ng Palos ang Aking Hoberkrap

Here’s an update for those who entered my one year anniversary contest a little while ago. The winner, Chervatruffle, received the pen and emailed me:

“I really like the design of the body with the green bands and I like that when light shines through it the other bands are an amber color. Very nice! Writes nice too!”

The next comment after that states that her handwriting isn’t that great. I think you can see from the image below of the first sentence written with the pen that she does just fine.

Hovercraft
I love the way this was done. The Vac is happy too, I'm sure.

Oh, the title of this post is the sentence you see above but in Tagalog. I found a site that translates it into more languages than I knew existed.

Winning Is A State of Mind (yeah, right)

Wow! So many people entered this contest I’m shocked. 46 threw their hats into the ring and I wish all of you could have won. I was excited since so many people I knew and so many I didn’t showed up. I’m very happy to meet you new folks and grateful for the old friends.

So who won? Number 15 did in my enumeration of comments from the contest post.

Random

I’ve included my scrawled list below:

List

Yep, Chervatruffle was the winner of the Parker Vacumatic! It’s someone I don’t know which is very cool. Congratulations and I’ll be emailing you for details soon.

Once again, thanks to everyone. I had a blast.

Win A Pen!

When I was younger a year seemed an eternity. The summer would end and the long winter would creep along as I waited for warmth and fun to return. Now that I’m much older the moments seem to run through my fingers like sand. Yes, an overused metaphor but it’s the first thing I found at the metaphor lending library. Now I’m struck dumb by the fact that I started blogging a year ago today. I’d say, “where did the time go?” but I’m pretty sure there isn’t a temporal reservoir that holds the flow so I’ll forgo doing that.

Looking back and ruminating on the process of writing something and putting it up for people to read I find I’ve only accomplished some of what I wanted to do. Many people share a bit of their souls in blogs giving readers insight into their lives and personality. That’s the one thing I thought I might do but really never did. In the end I did what came naturally to me and wrote about things or events that I thought were interesting.

I feel that a blog is a lot like the old-fashioned vanity press publication in practice and I mean that in a good way. It’s a nice feeling to be able to get ideas out of your head and present them without obstruction. Since I’m not very vain, and when I am it’s in spurts and about silly things, that may explain the lack of more meaningful content over the year.

But there are a lot of good things that came of this endeavor. I managed to keep creating content even if it wasn’t as often as I wanted. Writing is hard for me and I thought doing it more often would make it easier. Well, it didn’t and struggling with that and mostly overcoming it has been a win. Also I think I put out some valuable and semi-interesting information for people who have the same odd interests as I do. Technically it was fun learning how to set up a blog and customize my WordPress theme a bit.

Initially I didn’t tell more than a few people I was blogging and felt odd about promoting my ramblings. I’m mostly over that now and I’m happy to see that both friends and strangers have peeked in and read a bit here. In appreciation I’m giving something away as an anniversary present of sorts: A circa 1941 green Parker Vacumatic. This is a full size double jewel model that was made in Canada. The nib is somewhere between fine and medium with a hint of flex to it and some of the original silver plating still intact. It’s in working order so all you have to do is add ink and go.

Now you are saying “this sounds too good to be true” or at least “what’s the catch?” Well, the pen isn’t perfect. There is a transverse crack in the barrel that doesn’t go all the way through but I’ve stabilized it and it’s not easy to see. The feed is missing a couple of the comb’s teeth and there is a touch of brassing. The filling unit is a plastic one from a later pen and not the aluminum speedline that should be there. Overall this is a user grade pen so don’t expect a museum piece.

Win this pen!

In order to win this pen I’m going to do the usual: count the comments and use a random number generator to choose a winner. However there is one additional requirement: In your comment tell me what the first sentence is you would write with this pen if you win it. That’s all you have to do to be eligible to win! I’ll pay postage anywhere in the world but realize if you are far away from the U.S. it’ll take a while for this to get to you via normal mail. I’ll pick a winner one week from the date of this post. You’ve got 48 hours to respond to the “you won” email or I roll the random number generator again for a new winner.

Thanks very much to all of you for reading my blog over the last year (or just looking at it and grunting). Additionally thanks to all my friends who provided support and so many great comments. Some of them have blogs (better than this one) listed to the right. This here blog certainly has not contained any deep philosophical content or life changing information but maybe I’ll steal some for posts in the second year. A few ideas never were pursued or lived beyond an initial post so perhaps I will revisit them in the upcoming months. Of course any suggestions are always gracefully accepted.

Update:

Here’s a tiny writing sample of the Vacumatic to look at.

Niblets

I’m finally getting back to writing about pens, a topic I find interesting even if that may indicate a psychological abnormality. A number of things have been sitting around waiting to be introduced here but without a common theme to link them. If pressed I can say all the pens do happen to have good points, and I mean that literally.

First up is something cool due to its obscurity. The doo-dad maker Levenger sells a lot of fountain pens and sometimes contracts with manufacturers to make special editions for them. Somewhere around 10 years ago they had the Italian firm Omas make a nice medium sized piston filling fountain pen called the Articula. Not a big deal in itself but the hook with this pen was that it had a flexible nib. Of course a modern flexible nib is only semi-flexible in comparison to those from the days of yore and this is no exception. Nonetheless the nib is comfy to use and can be coaxed into an expressive mood. I’m not sure why this wasn’t a more popular pen considering all this.

Nibs in a row: Sheaffer, Parker, and Omas.

It’s hard to find a Parker Vacumatic with a nib that isn’t narrow but they exist and I had such in the form of disembodied Canadian made stub. Never wanting such a nifty nib to go to waste I put it on a circa 1940 standard size Vac I had recently purchased as part of a lot. Even more frightening was this Frankenpen was already equipped with the wrong filling unit in the form of an earlier lock down version instead of the proper aluminum speedline. The result is actually not scary but a nice writing mish-mash with lots of character.

The final pen is a Sheaffer’s Thin Model also equipped with a stub. A damaged barrel on the original required a replacement which turned out to be green creating an overall effect is a bit like a classic Pelikan (one of my favorite color combinations.) The modest stub nib writes smoothly and like the Parker discussed previously isn’t something you see every day.

Pens and Pooper. Thanks to Hazel for the pen wrap underneath. (click for closeup)

You have to have some paper to use a pen with and I got lucky enough to find something a few weeks ago both fun and environmentally sound. On a visit to Office Max I saw a few boxes of Terracycle recycled paper on closeout. What makes this cool is that we’re not talking paper made from post-consumer waste but made from some out of the ordinary items. The sample pack I have uses grass, banana peels and pachyderm excrement to make the sheets. Yes, you heard me: elephant poop.

All three papers are moderately rough in texture but very attractive with some unbleached elements appearing randomy. They are also very fountain pen friendly exhibiting no bleed or feathering. Sadly the reason I saw this was because it is no longer made and can’t be found at the chain anymore. However, if you search the web you will find other places that still market papers like this, even the poopy one.

And on that note I think it is a good time to end this post.

Frankenfamily

I’m done with this batch of frankenpens. It could be the last since I am getting rather short on old parts that will fit together into a pen shaped form. For the first time here’s a portrait of them all together. There are two Sheaffer Thin Models, a Sheaffer Tuckaway, and a Parker 51 Demi. I hope this very dysfunctional family has entertained you.

The frankenfamily. (click for larger image)
The frankenfamily. (click for larger image)

A Child’s Flighter of Fancy

Parker 45 Flighter Set
Parker 45 Flighter Set.

Just now an old post by a friend made me think once again about my first fountain pen. I always envy those with vivid memories of the past; it’s something I’ve never had. Those people in my imagination have a mental scrap book with strong, saturated vignettes of their lives which they can flicker on some inner projection screen at will. In my case I have jerky, gauzy images that have to be willed to come to the forefront of my consciousness.

This is my grandfather’s house through a child’s eyes and a man’s sieve like recollections:  Sheer curtains in the front room which channeled light into shafts that made suspended particles do a slow, delicate dance. Doilies, seemingly on every flat surface, yellowing as if that was a side effect of purposelessness.  Velveteen armrests with the pile worn down to the backing like a taupe crew cut. Incandescent fixtures that somehow gave off less light than made sense. White enamel appliances that glowered at me with beady black knob eyes. A smell of oddly pleasant mustiness. A dark hall, its woodwork lightly coated with grease that had floated there from the kitchen. It was the physical manifestation of old to me when I’d scrape it off with my fingernails.  And the big desk with an amazing sheen and smoothness that I loved to run my hand across over and over creating little banks of dust on either side of my finger’s path.

It was that big desk at the house on Cornwall Ave. that first made me think about fountain pens. On it was a glass inkwell and pen rest which made me wonder where the items were it was designed to support.  Their absence created a void I wanted to fill and so on the next visit an inquiry was planned. I waited with the question as my grandfather slowly made his way to his favorite chair. He used a walker at the time and that journey was always an eternity to an impatient young boy. When he was finally settled I rushed up to him and simply asked the logical question “Grandpa, do you have any old fountain pens around?” This kind of pen was known to me since I had already asked the purpose of inkwells and had marveled how something could be so different from a ballpoint pen. I expected an affirmative answer from him, after all there was a huge pile of old junk around. Grandpa had always seemed to be the primary source of unfathomably odd ancient items accumulated in his work. Even in old age he continued to be a typewriter repairman, a job which seemed to be as palpably antique as the curio cabinet filled with dusty Dresden figurines in their crinoline finery. I was surprised when he told me, after a few seconds to take in the unexpectedness of the question, “Sorry, Tommy, I don’t have any of those now.” My certainty turned to confusion and resentment at that answer. The general discomfort children seem to harbor when faced with geriatric adults and their environs was within me and I felt my hopes for a pen to keep me occupied for the visit had just evaporated.

A week or two later my father came to me with a box. My Grandfather had kindly purchase me a blue Parker 45 fountain pen.  It was what I had wanted but I wasn’t happy.  In the interim I had visited a stationer and fell in love with a Parker 45 Flighter in stainless steel. Much like a magpie I was entranced by a  shiny object. The subject of my displeasure was broached and action was taken to make the spoiled only child happy. Soon the blue pen was returned and I found myself in possession of my first fountain pen, all brushed stainless.

Eventually my Grandfather had a stroke and we bought a house in the suburbs where he could live with us. The big lacquered desk was moved to my room where I enjoyed sitting in it and pretending to be a businessman with my cards, files, and fountain pen, of course. That pen was eventually lost, although I don’t remember when or how, but the ink well and pen rest from my Grandfather’s still sits on a desk here fully populated. Years after that loss on a wedding anniversary my wife surprised me with another Parker 45 Flighter to replace the from my youth. Older and at least appearing wiser I don’t plan on this pen inadvertently leaving me again.