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Noodler’s Konrad and Noodler’s Ahab–Long Term Review

Ten months ago I got a starter set of Noodler’s pens and ink from Massdrop. The pens have been a mixed blessing. One of them I like a lot; the other is crap. It’s telling that just a few days after I ordered its replacement, the crappy one died.

The Pair Together
I’ve heard that Noodler’s pens have a pretty nasty smell out of the box, however, this isn’t my problem.

The first problem I had with Noodler’s pens is that they are designed for people who like to tinker. They can be broken down into pieces and the owners can adjust the nibs to their pleasure. As such, the owner has a lot of responsibility for setting them up and tuning them which makes them much different than other pens. In my case, I rushed to ink them and quickly discovered (after bothering to do some reading) that the pens have to be thoroughly disassembled, cleaned and reassembled before use.

I then spent a while getting ink all over my hands and legs (long story involving personal stupidity) before I got the pens to my liking.

It’s a bit like buying a television that comes in parts with each part not only still dirty from the factory but actually coated in oil. You then have to scrub everything, dry it, put it back together and then adjust the parts until you get the picture looking the way you want. The entire time you’re doing this, the screen is squirting ink on you. (Because that’s how televisions make the picture, right? Ink? Right? Right? Anyone?)

The Konrad (bottom) and the Ahab (top).

The Konrad (bottom) and the Ahab (top). You can see the steel nib from Goulet Pens on the Ahab.

Creaky, Leaky, and Dead
The first pen is  the Noodler’s Konrad. I chose “Poseidon Pearl” which is somewhere on the purple end of blue and looks more like cheap plastic than the resin (celluloid derivative) it’s supposed to be made of. For this pen I managed to set the nib perfectly right away and enjoyed using the flex nib with Noodler’s Apache Sunset ink.

It was comfortable to use and I liked the flared section (more on that later). The flex nib was fun to play with and left Apache Sunset looking dark with touches of brown. I tried the ink in other pens but didn’t like it as much without the flex nib. (More on that in another post.)

Although I liked the ink and the nib, I didn’t like the pen’s piston filling mechanism which has a small twist nob that became increasingly difficult to turn over time, even after a couple cleanings. It would turn a few times and then suddenly catch and I’d have to force it to fill the pen.

The past couple months, it’s suffered from severe nib creep that left ink all over the section and wasted ink quickly. The past couple weeks it seems to have been leaking from around the ink window. Even after wiping it down for use, I’ve ended up with ink on my fingers.

This led me to order its replacement a few days ago.

Then, just a couple hours ago, I made one last effort to save it. I took it apart, washed everything and tried to put it back together. As I was doing so, the piston jammed in the twist mechanism and I can’t move it even with pliers.

Goodbye Konrad. So long and no thanks for all the mess. (I will be keeping your nib though.)

Okay Then Good
The second pen is the Noodler’s Ahab. For this one I chose “Ivory Darkness” which is a mix of black, blue and ivory resin (aka celluloid derivative). I tried this one with the flex nib but could never seem to get it the way I wanted it. At one point I pulled the nib and feed out completely because brain damage, and spilled a fair bit of Noodler’s Midway Blue ink in my lap.

I also removed a tube that helps fill even the handle of the piston/plunger. Doing that improved ink flow but I still had trouble with the flex nib. It didn’t help that the pen has a tapered section with nothing to catch your fingers. If you’re not careful, you end up holding the nib. I got used to this but never got the flex nib working as well as on the Konrad.

In the end, I ordered a replacement polished steel M nib from Goulet Pens. This turned it into a more conventional pen and also made it one of my favorite pens to write with. It has a little nib creep, but not as bad as the Konrad. I also like that it’s a lot thicker than the Konrad. The Konrad is only 2 millimeters shorter than the Ahab, but it feels like a tiny, delicate pen.

I’ve ordered a second Ahab and plan to use it with a flex nib. I hope I can get it working without inking my lap in the process.

The Ahab with the original flex nib.

The Ahab with the original flex nib. You can see how the section seem to disappear at the nib.

Once More into the Awesome With Strangers

Tokyo, during the season of Awesome, is an excellent place to walk around with a perfect stranger. In my case, the stranger was imported.

A guy I know only through social media and bulletin boards involving pens and paper, managed to manipulate his way into getting to work in Japan for a couple weeks. Since I had the day off, I volunteered to show him places he could spend his money whilst using the “I’m totally just being a good Samaritan, dear, and totally no going to buy anything” excuse with She Who Must Be Obeyed.

Her response was “I know you’re not going to buy anything” and then she gave me instructions to buy something. (Note: She meant “you’re not going to buy anything fun”.)

I met the stranger, lets call him Pen Master Dan, at his hotel, which is conveniently located across the street from the Pilot Pen Station (link in Japanese) which was inconveniently closed for Silver Week. His hotel is also conveniently located down the street from Ginza and the vintage pen shop Euro Box (link in Japanese), which is inconveniently closed on Wednesdays.

I did get him to the fountain pen floors of Ito-ya and through a quick tour of the new Ito-Ya building where we played a game of “You can play with mine if I can play with yours” with fountains pens at the notebook testing table.

I then took him to Loft to try out a few more notebooks.

The entire time we were traveling, Pen Master Dan was giving me a master class on pens and notebooks. (I didn’t know how little I actually knew until we started chatting about various pens.) Luckily I had several pens and notebooks and could take notes.

After that I took him to Shinjuku and one of the most dangerous place in Tokyo for pen addicts: Kingdom Note (link in Japanese) which is especially dangerous as they were having a sale on used pens.  Once there we encountered a friendly pen addict from Hong Kong who told us the exclusive inks had already sold out. This was a bad start to this part of the trip as Kingdom Note doesn’t sell its custom inks on line. It also meant the only inks on sale were inks Pen Master Dan could get anywhere and that’s not what he wanted.

The devil took me and enabled my enabler powers and I pointed Pen Master Dan to a set of Kingdom Note exclusive pens. The devil suddenly took him and he asked to see one.

I had to play translator at that point, which was a questionable decision as the handful of questions I asked the clerk  resulted in Pen Master Dan being forced to buy the pen. (Something like that.)

The clerk then tortured us with samples of the ink we couldn’t buy (unless we camp out early in the morning on Saturday when the next batch is more or less scheduled to arrive). She did give Pen Master Dan a converter full of one of the inks with specific instructions to finish it before he got on the plane lest he or his luggage end up decorated with it.

Finally, I took Pen Master Dan to Yodobashi Camera where I had to buy the item I’d been instructed to buy and Pen Master Dan bought a part for his camera.

At this point, there was a near disaster. It ended happily, though, and left us both with the lesson, “If you love something, don’t freaking set it down in the middle of the store and then walk off.”

Messes, Frustration, and Fun on Maintenance Day

I spent the day making and cleaning messes and making things both better and worse. That’s what Maintenance Day is all about.

Knives:
I started with knives. Although I do some basic, regular maintenance on our kitchen knives, every few months I break out the Bar Keeper’s Friend, the stones and the strops to do serious maintenance.

First I scrub the knives clean and then I remove the edge and all the damaged metal and then start, in theory, resetting the apex. This step in the process involves swearing, frustration and the eventual admittance that the low grit stone I own is crap and (and concave) and is keeping me from forming the apex. I quickly move to a higher grit stone and eventually form an apex that actually cuts. I then strop it lightly a few times and call it done.

This leaves it clean and sharp until the next time I do all this.

If I did this more often I’d be better at it, but knife sharpening is one of those things I’m glad to have done but don’t always enjoy doing. This time there was an added twist: even though I don’t do this level of maintenance very often, I can see the cheap blade is starting to wear down to the point that it needs to be replaced and I totally didn’t do this on purpose and this totally isn’t an excuse to go knife shopping. No. Really. It isn’t.

Fountain Pens:
I also used today to do maintenance on various fountain pens. This involves washing them out and, if I want to change ink, soaking the nib and feed. Today, though, all I did was refill pens, which is a lot easier. I still managed to make a mess, though.

First, one of the pens has an odd leak around the ink window that is about to see it relegated to Garbage Reserve after its replacement arrives. (And after I review it on this blog.) This meant I had ink on my hands before I’d actually started refilling pens.

This turned out to be an omen I should have heeded:

I refilled five pens, and managed to get five different shades of ink on my fingers and, oddly, on the back of my hand. I look like a guy who got the ultimate drunken tattoo. I told the tattoo artist “Make it say LOVE and HATE on my” (drunken belch) “fingers.” The next day I discover the tattoo artist was also drunk and wrote the words JAKE and ELWOOD on my finger tips with a permanent marker and he is now passed out on my couch.

This is part of the fun of fountain pens, and part of their curse. You wear the ink as much as you use it even when you’re trying to be careful.

And I still can’t figure out how the tattoo artist found my apartment.

Edison Glenmont 2014 Limited Edition Ebonite–Long Term Review

in 2014, after much hemming and hawing, I bought a pen that was, at the time, most expensive pen I’d ever bought. I bought it even though I’d never tried a pen from the company that made it. When the pen arrived a few months later I was immediately upset.

Every year the Edison Pen Company produces a limited edition fountain pen that comes in a couple flavors: a limited production run of 150 or so made up of rare materials or a group buy with a couple material choices where the only limit is the number of people in the group. Since 2011 Edison’s limited edition pens had won retailer Goldspot‘s Pen of the Year awards.

I liked the look of the ebonite (hard rubber) version and decided to make it my birthday/Christmas present for 2014.

When the pen finally arrived, I started to ink it up and was surprised when no ink was drawn up into the converter. After several failed attempts at cleaning and retrying, I filled the converter and tried to force ink down through the nib. That attempt left ink all over my hands.

I immediately went into a cycle of anger, denial, embarrassment, fear, anger, sense of stupidity, murderous rage,  what have I done, anger. I calmed down and emailed Brian Gray at Edison Pens about the issue. He blamed a faulty converter and/or user error in attaching the converter. That sent me into another fit of rage as it’s a bit like telling someone with car trouble “Did you try turning it on with the key they gave you?”

About this time I noticed a funny spot on the feed and took a macro photo of it.

That hole at the top should not be there.

That hole at the top should not be there.

Once Gray saw this picture he knew what the problem was: during production they’d accidentally given me the feed for a different filling system. He quickly shipped out a new nib and feed and included a complimentary second nib: a 1.1 mm stub nib (more on that in a different post).

Once I got the correct nib, the pen quickly became one of my favorites. It is light (10 grams without the cap; 17 grams with the cap) and about 5 3/16 inches (13 cm) long without the cap.  It’s made of Cumberland Ebonite which is a red and black swirl that looks enough like wood grain that people have asked me what kind of wood it is.

Ebonite has a warm feel to it, even in winter, that I like a lot and I should probably damn Edison Pens for getting me hooked on ebonite. The design of the grip section is perfectly machined and the pen has near perfect ergonomics.

The pen with the cap. (It's on top of a Nock Co. Lookout.)

The pen with the cap. (It’s on top of a Nock Co. Lookout.) You can see the top of the cap doesn’t quite match.

The pen uncapped.

The pen uncapped. That’s the 1.1 mm stub nib, which I finally installed after several months of use.

I’m not a huge fan of the two-tone nib style, but the gold “furniture” works with the Cumberland Ebonite. I also like the Edison engraving on the nib. The steel Jowo nib writes well (I believe Gray checks each nib before it goes out). It’s a machined pen and the fit and finish are near perfect. Nothing creaks and the clip feels solid. The threads on the cap where the body meets the section are so smooth I find my self screwing and unscrewing the cap when I’m thinking. The very top of the cap doesn’t quite match, but even I’m not that finicky.

After the initial troubles, the pen has worked perfectly. It is in my top five pens–which are the five pens I always look for an excuse to use. I passed on this year’s LE because it looked too much like this one. Some day I’d like to get another Edison pen, but I have couple others in mind first (and have a bunch I want to sell.) If I do get one, I’ll  ask Gray to double check the feed.

Close up of the nib.

Close up of the nib.

The inscription on the LE pen. LEE stands for "Limited Edition Ebonite"

The inscription on the LE pen. LEE stands for “Limited Edition Ebonite”

 

Customer Service in Various Forms and Speeds

Today is the story of two customer service experiences. One was oddly slow, one was surprisingly fast. One unfortunately necessary.

The Prodigal Knife Returneth
I’ve mentioned before the tale of The Phantom Knife and how I was dreading making an international call to find it. In the end, instead of calling, I made one last ditch effort to use the company’s website contact form. I kept my temper when writing (at least in my heart I believe I did) and whatever I wrote finally got a response.

They claimed they had some trouble with my email and had been trying to contact me. I do not believe this, but having been in Japan as long as I have, I didn’t make an issue of it and instead apologized for any trouble. They told me the old knife, a Benchmade Mini-Ambush couldn’t be replaced (it’s discontinued and they no longer make the parts for it) but they still would honor the lifetime guarantee and would be happy to send me the modern equivalent of that knife as a replacement if that was okay with me. I was like, well, um, I don’t, well, yes, that would be perfect.

A couple weeks later I received the replacement, a Benchmade Mini-Griptilian and it’s such a step up I almost feel guilty about accepting it (well, at least I would have if it hadn’t taken four months for them to answer an email). It’s already one of my favorite pocket knives. I like it better than my larger Griptilian (long story behind that one).

Once More Into The Mail
I’ve also mentioned before how the TWSBI Diamond 580 Black Rose Gold became my new workhorse pen and how I wasn’t a big fan of the TWSBI Mini, especially after having encountered two different quality issues with it.

Well, about a year after it was delivered and put to use, the new cap on my TWSBI Mini broke in almost identical fashion to the original one. (A crack around the top of the cap.) I emailed TWSBI about a possible replacement and they responded in about 20 minutes with assurances that a new cap would be sent. The next day the factory contacted me to let me know the new cap had already been sent.

None of this will cost me a single yen.

Blistering fast customer service, but it does pose a conundrum:

Is it better to have blistering fast customer service or is it better not to need it? (Answer: Yes.)

Although I still like the TWSBI 580 and, knock-on-wood, haven’t had any problems with it, I can’t recommend the TWSBI Mini for people looking to move up from cheap fountain pens or looking to try a smaller, more pocket friendly fountain pen. For the same money there are better choices.

As for me, I’ll probably clean the Mini up and try to sell it. At a used price, and with a brand new cap, I might be able to interest someone in it, at least for a year or so until the cap breaks again.

 

Piles and Piles of Piles and Piles

Free stuff is overwhelming my desk. It’s created a level of clutter that’s actually begun to mess with my brain. I could solve this problem rather easily, but I’m not actually ready to review any of the stuff.

One of the curses of getting free stuff and then deciding to do long term use reviews of it all is that 1) you have to use the stuff, 2) you have to use the stuff a lot, 3) you can’t use all the stuff at once, and 4) you have to leave the stuff out where you can see it so you don’t forget to use it.

Because of this, both sides of my desk are currently occupied by clutter. The left side has a stack of notebooks, most of which I got at the ISOT and a few I bought because I saw them at the ISOT. The right side has pens, most of which come from the ISOT, but a couple that I bought have bled over to the left side.

The two piles merged into one giant pile of clutter.

The two piles merged into one giant pile of clutter.

To test the pens, as I’ve mentioned before, I write morning pages and random notes with them so I can see what happens to my writing hand if I use the pen a lot. I also use different kinds of paper to see what happens to the pen and the ink on expensive paper, ordinary copy paper, and reused paper. I carry them around to see how well they handle travel and abuse.

With the notebooks, I test them with different fountain pens and different kinds of ink to see how much they show or bleed through. The problem with this is I then have to keep them out on the desk so I can remember to take pictures of the results. Taking pictures involves other steps that get put off.

I’m also pondering a way to test durability by carrying the notebooks around for no reason and writing in each one every day to see how well the spines hold up.

But, that’s a future plan. Until then there are just the piles and the possibilities.

Shiny and Hip but Neither Warm nor Cool

Man lives in the sunlit world of what he believes to be reality.
But…there is, unseen by most, an underworld, a place that is just as real,
but not as brightly lit… a darkside.
The darkside is always there, waiting for us to enter – waiting to enter us.Until next time, try to enjoy the daylight. —Tales from the Darkside opening and closing voice overs

Any writer will tell you that it is possible to improve something and still manage to ruin it. I’m afraid one of my favorite stores just did exactly that.

After the Ginza Blade Show, because I was in Ginza, I decided to stop by Itoya and check out its brand new building. I was disappointed that they went with a glass front building. That style is trendy in Ginza now and I thought it looked too much like several of the large clothing stores nearby.

The red paper clip in front of G Ito-Ya, the main store.

The red paperclip in front of G Ito-Ya, the main store. Very modern and very boring. The paperclip is cool.

That was a mild disappointment, but it was inside that really ruined it for me. The old Itoya was badly organized and to find something you had to explore the narrow passages between the stacks of different goods. It was dark and kind of creepy, kind of like an old bookstore where you’re always afraid the top shelf is going to give way causing you to die in a cascading failure of books.

(Note: Yeah, I understand the safety aspects of the design especially in an earthquake prone country. I just don’t care.)

The new Itoya is minimalist and brightly lit. On some of the floors I thought they weren’t finished moving things until I realized there was a method to minimalist madness. It’s an art gallery for a few select goods that are carefully displayed around the edges and at little islands in the center. The old store was the warehouse where the Ark of the Covenant is being hidden.

The best thing about the store, in all fairness, was the notebook level. They’ve installed a kind of “bar” where you can mix up your own notebook and have it made by the clerk working the counter. (I believe they’ve copied this from another store.) They also have a table where you can sit and mark up dozens of sample notebooks and test the paper with your own pens. At some of the displays they’ve placed other samples you are free to mark up.

I took the opportunity to test the fountain pen friendliness of several notebook brands (more on that in a future post).

Behind the main store, across the alley, is K. Itoya which still houses the fountain pens and ink. I went there for a few minutes to look around. It, too, is laid out more like a museum than a store.

I bought a notebook but otherwise didn’t stay very long. I’ll go back another day when I’m in a better mood and feel like exploring all twelve floors a little more.

Note: I did not realize wine would be served later in the day. If I had I might have liked it more. 

A shaky panorama of the entire front. Impressive, but too brightly lit.

A shaky panorama of the entire front. Impressive, but too brightly lit.

Easing the Pain With Purple

Several hundred years ago (more or less) when I started teaching I got the strange idea to mark my students’ papers and exams with purple ink rather than red.

My idea, at the time, was to lessen the blow of any marks I made on a student composition by writing in purple ink rather than red ink. My theory was that although red generally serves as a warning color and a sign to stop, I felt it overwhelmed the comments themselves. The students saw red and that’s all they saw. A few red marks weren’t that impressive, too many overwhelmed. Students would say the paper was bleeding and since it was possible to bleed to death, it meant the paper was dead.

A comparison: Blue is too cool; red too harsh; green to approving; and pink too damned cute.

A comparison: Blue is too cool; red too harsh; green to approving; and pink too damned cute to be taken seriously.

I told my students that I marked in purple. This meant, as I think I phrased it, that the paper “wasn’t bleeding to death; it had only been roughed up a little” and could be saved with a little treatment. I don’t know if it worked, and I never did a counter test with red (mostly because I’d bought a pack of purple pens and wanted to use them) but several students later commented that they’d “checked the bruises” so my plan at least left that impression.

I’ve recently gone back to using purple ink, albeit for different reasons than before.

After a decade and a half of marking with red ink, I decided to switch back to marking in purple. My reasons weren’t psychological. I’m not a big fan of the red pens made available at the school where I work and used that dislike as an excuse to start using fountain pens when I marked. I used to use a red Pilot Vanishing Point, but I got tired of having to stop and refill it during marking because the converter didn’t hold much ink.

For this marking session, I chose my TWSBI Classic Mini. It holds more ink than the PIlot VP and has a medium nib that writes relatively thin for a medium. For ink I chose Pilot Iroshizuku Murosaki-Shikibu (or Japanese Beauty Berry). I could use red ink, but I’ve found red inks are harder to clean when it comes time to clean the pen and some of them look too pink to be taken seriously.

(Note: I had fewer students question my marks this time, but that may be attributed to a sudden burst of competence on my part. Yes, after all these years, I’ve finally learned how to do this job.)

Next term I may switch back to red just to see what happens, but I’d like to use up that Iroshizuku ink first. Until I switch, the TWSBI is now the Purple Pen of Pain.

The Purple Pen of Pain

The Purple Pen of Pain

 

Random Oddities at ISOT

Part 2 of my International Stationery & Office Products Fair Tokyo coverage: Random thoughts.

During the ISOT, a young guy almost let me ruin a notebook before an older, wiser man realized what I was about to do and answered my question before I did.

I was in the Sanyo Shigyo booth which featured a collection of random items with paper covers and I was about to subject the top two pages of a thick 352 page notebook/notepad called the Paper Mille-Feuille to my wettest fountain pens. The Paper Milles-Feuille features a tough paper cover that, if I understood the designer correctly, was layered and compressed to make it feel like board. It was square and glue bound on one side and I couldn’t tell it was supposed to be a desktop notebook or a giant notepad. (It would depend on how well the binding held up.)

The paper was smooth but before I tested it, the older man told me it wasn’t fountain pen friendly and ink would bleed through. Not wanting to ruin the notebook I took his word for it. The younger man assured me they were working on finding paper to make it fountain pen friendly and wanted to know if I would buy it. I said, as diplomatically as possible, that I already had too many notebooks but others I knew might like it.

I also suggested he have some paper samples nearby for people to try.

The Mille-Feuille next to a Field Notes notebook. Wide angle distortion makes the FN look giant.

The Mille-Feuille next to a Field Notes notebook. Wide angle distortion makes the FN look giant.

In fact, I spent a great amount of time convincing notebook makers to make small, fountain pen friendly notebooks. The DESIGNPHIL booth had several new MD notebooks that are, for the most part, fountain pen friendly but other booths did not. To prove it, DESIGNPHIL was handing out small notebooks made from their paper.

The DESIGNPHIL booth was awesome.

The DESIGNPHIL booth was awesome. (And bigger than my apartment. This is only half.)

MD Notebooks. the Bottom right has a paper cover that feels like leather.

MD Notebooks in the DESIGNPHIL booth. The Bottom right notebook has a paper cover that feels like leather.

At other booths I suggested the pencil case makers have leather versions of their products. As much as I like my nylon Nock Co pen cases, they won’t age as well as leather. Lihit Lab, which makes some popular pen cases, didn’t have much that I liked. Even their large carry-alls were designed for people who only carry one or two pens. (I’ve heard of such people existing, but I don’t know anyone who’s actually seen one. They are Bigfoot to me.)

Part of Lihit Lab's booth.

Part of Lihit Lab’s booth. You can see that the carry-all on the left only has slots for two pens. 

Then there were the oddities. I mentioned before that King Jim, which specializes in oddities, had a vibrating pen for helping you massage your neck when you’ve been writing too long. These are interesting, but it’s not something I’ve ever actually wanted.

That's not a stylus at the top, it's a button that triggers a massage.

That’s not a stylus at the top; it’s a button that triggers a massage.

The also had a Pen/Stylus with a nock. Undeployed it’s a styulus; with the nock depressed, it’s a ballpoint pen. I know myself too well and I know that scratched screens would ensue with something like that.

This is a ruined iPad waiting to happen.

This is a ruined iPad waiting to happen.

The most unusual, though, as if a vibrating pen weren’t unusual enough, were the leather slip covers/carriers for Yamato liquid glue. Yamato glue is ubiquitous and cheap. A couple bottles can be had for around a hundred yen and everyone I know in Japan has at least one bottle somewhere in their house. Putting a leather slip cover on it would be like having a leather carrying case for a Bic Cristal.  It may look cool but you’re turning a cheap product into an expensive accessory.

These look kind of cool but don't seem necessary. Also, what keeps the glue in the cone?

These look kind of cool but don’t seem necessary. Also, what keeps the bottle in the cone?

There were a couple other oddities worth mentioning. One company, and I neglected to write down the booth’s name, had notebooks made from random paper, some of it rough, dark graph paper that seemed more useful for show rather than for use. They also had folio sized blank books that seemed as if they were destined to be guest books for an artists desktop sketch book. Or they were just for display, I still can’t decide which.

One of these things is not like the others.

One of these things is not like the others.

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Day With Stationery and Business Deals

Like all things in Japan it began with a speech. Then there was another speech. I felt both speeches in my bones because I was standing near the speaker and the volume was set to “STUN”. The speeches were followed by introductions and a ribbon cutting ceremony. And then I got in with no one realizing I was an impostor.

Today was the first day of the 26th International Stationery & Office Products Fair Tokyo (ISOT). When I first heard about it, I applied to enter as a member of the press, using my blog and promises to write things for the Pen Addict and other blogs and was surprised to get accepted.

To get in, all I had to do was present two business cards. My name was located on the official list and I was given a press pass and an arm band that allowed me to take photos.

My press pass and the floor plan of the venue.

My press pass and the floor plan of the venue. We were free to visit all areas.

The ribbon cutting ceremony. The speaker set on STUN is below the gentleman on the left.

The ribbon cutting ceremony. The speaker set to STUN is below the gentleman on the left.

Once inside we had, if I’m doing the math correctly, 10 US football fields’ worth of exhibits we were free to visit.

The ISOT section occupied about 2 1/2 football fields with the biggest booths being near the entrance.

Looking down the long side of the venue. The white frame in the distance is half way to the far wall.

Some scale: The white structure along the ceiling is halfway to the far wall. One third of the venue is behind me.

Because it was a trade show that was not open to the public, it was common to enter a booth and hear a group of people making valuable deals on the spot. Most booths had at least one table set aside for business meetings and one booth attendant who could speak English and who always tried to get you talking.

I, of course, went looking for pens and paper. Except for Zebra and Kuretake, not many of the major pen manufacturers had booths. King Jim had some pen oddities, including a pen with a built in spot vibrator that activates when you press it against your neck.

I did manage to find a number of interesting pen manufacturers from Korea and Turkey. Because I was from the USA they wanted to know if I knew how to get them access to the US market. I said, “pay me a couple million dollars and we’ll figure it out together”. Well, that’s what I should have said. Instead I suggested they contact Jetpens.

The most interesting exhibits were a Korean pen manufacturer who sells clicky markers and white board markers, and a Turkish manufacturer (link in Turkish) with some good cheap ballpoint pens. Kobeha (link in Japanese) had SUITO Cleaning Paper which is designed to clean fountain pen nibs. I’ll review that in the future but it already received a stationery product of the year nomination.

Kobeha also produce a range of fountain pen friendly notebooks and had a couple Lamy Safari pens available for testing. I scoffed at those pens and pulled out my bandolier of fountain pens and started breaking the hearts of the booth attendants. The paper had no bleed through or ghosting but you had to wait seven or eight days for ink from a wet nib to dry. At one point I had an audience and a Chinese greeting card maker gave me his card and asked if I knew any printing companies. I said “pay me a couple million dollars and we’ll figure it out together” but then said I didn’t know any personally.

Along the way I picked up several random notebooks, including a couple A7 sized notebooks made with 68# and 52# Tomoe River paper, and a few pens and pencils that I’ll review and then probably pass on to others.

Swag. The orange pen is Korean, the other two are Turkish. The pencil is Korean. The punched paper is the SUITO cleaning paper.

Swag. The orange pen is Korean, the others are Turkish. The pencil is Korean. The SUITO cleaning paper is on the left.

I’m glad I went and I wish I had time to go again tomorrow and make some more contacts. I found that with a press pass if I stopped, asked a few questions and took notes in my Field Notes America the Beautiful with their pens they would eventually give me something in exchange for a business card. In a couple cases I’ll talk about in future posts, I recommended products they could sell to the Pen Addict community.

Now I have a lot of reviews to do. Oh, and exams to mark. I can’t forget the exams.