Sunday, May 14, 2017

Shootout! In Which Jinhao and Delike Go Toe-to-Toe

Of the Jinhao 992 and the Delike New Moon...I use them and enjoy them both. Maybe it's the ink, but the 992 lays down a wetter, heavier line. (Not to mention the jewel-cracking issue....the pen with a glass jaw?)
 The New Moon cost more, but as a Sapporo homage, it does the job (as does the Pilot Prera, or so I think, and the NM is half the Prera's price).

The finer, slightly drier Delike would be better for sketching and liner notes. I can feel the difference writing, even though that may not show well on the image. 


Thursday, May 4, 2017

Coloriffic: In Which Dr. Inkenstein Gets A Delivery

Sooooo many colorrrrrs!

Dr. Inkenstein recently purchased a bunch of these off fleabay. They're so cute I laugh every time I pick one up. Yes, they have the famed logo of Big Brown. They probably date from the 1980s or 90s.  NO idea of their true history, though.

They are comfortable enough to hold, and seem to be of decent build quality.  Dr. Inkenstein will use these as travel companions and diva-y ink testers.  And maybe give a couple away.

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

New Pen In Town: In Which Dr. Inkenstein Goes With The Flow

So there are a couple new Chinese pens being talked about that Dr. Inkenstein has had the misfortune, err, good luck, to stumble upon.  After swearing off pen purchases.

You can see just how long THAT lasted.

Here's the Jinhao 992 with a quick test using Noodler's 41 Brown and absolutely no flushing of the pen, which is how we do things around here.  I also forgot the model number of this pen. It's not written anywhere that I noticed.

On this paper, with this ink, it writes a wet medium-fine line that was almost too thick for sketching. By contrast, the Delikes I also just got, which are Chinese homages to the Sailor Sapporo, write a needle-fine line.


The 992 is a good size, light in weight, and posts well.  Ideal for Dr. Inkenstein's particular needs.  

The second Jinhao 992 is blue, and I filled it with Dromgoole's dark-dark-gray USS Texas.  Which is apparently a very wet ink, and as these are very wet pens, the result was like an oil spill.  USS Texas was quickly decanted, and the pen refilled with my very dry custom mix of Minato-no-Burushii.  

(A possible head-to-head with this blue 992 and one of the Delikes is bewing.)

Dr. Inkenstein likes these! Maybe I should have gotten more. :) 

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Now, V'Ger: In Which Dr. Inkenstein Goes Cinematic

Don't get me wrong.  I LIKE Now, Voyager (Warner Brothers, 1942, Bette Davis, Claude Rains, Paul Henreid).  In fact, I watch it once a year or so, when winter is icky and dreary and I feel like taking a cruise to Brazil only I don't have the money because I spent it all on pens and inks.  And maybe some paper.  Plus, this film contains Claude Rains, and if that weren't enough, the icy, inimitable Gladys Cooper, and also that actress who plays a different Nursie-Poo in The Man Who Came To Dinner (also 1942, also Bette Davis):  Mary 'Just Call Me Nursie-Poo' Wickes.

So this repressed Boston spinster (Davis) meets Dr. Claude Rains, who quotes her this poem ending in, 'Now, voyager,' and she goes forth and meets Kirk and Spock and a giant alien, wait, wrong movie.

She goes forth on this cruise I can't afford and turns all glamourous and has a totally illicit affair with a married man (Henreid) whose accent is so thick you could use it for pate.  His younger daughter has a complex because she thinks she's not wanted.  She's such a puling little drip no wonder.

Somewhere along the line, Mr. Accent gives Davis a bunch of camellias.  Then there's talk about the  moon and the stars. Thee end.

V'ger is that which programmed me.  Take that, you carbon units!

Oh, wait, right.  Fountain pens and socks. Davis knits in one scene.  Could have been socks.  Maybe.

If this movie was an ink, it would be Iroshizuku Ajisai.  Because hydrangeas are totally the same as camellias, right?

Maybe Dr. Inkenstein will go watch another movie.

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Discontinued, Continued: In Which Dr. Inkenstein Displays Zero Sales Resistance

So... as previously stated, Dr. Inkenstein does NOT need more ink. Seriously. And this has to be why I find myself with ten new inks to test. Ten.  A one followed by a zero.

Paper is Rhodia Ice. Pens are various. The rightmost swabs got a double pass, with some single-pass tail-end showing. 

Many seem dry. Might be the fault of a particular test pen. One of them made an appearance in FPG's Guess The Ink thread.  See if you can match it with the above.

Overall, these are nice enough colors, in spite of some sketchy labeling and occasional hard starting.  And they're being discontinued.  Therefore, on sale.  To which there is no resistance.
(Updating, now that Dr. Inkenstein has run through just about all of them:

Antique Slate has a definite blue base, that I discovered on cleaning it out of the Dollar demonstrator. It was wet and easy in that pen, no hard starts.

Zircon had a kind of...I don't know, oily? consistency to it, that I found on dipping the nib in water to start the pen writing, because it was always a hard starter.  It looked like a colorful oil slick.

Antique Walnut started hard when left for a day or two in the Metropolitan, but with regular use, flowed well, and may be the blackity-brown of choice for me.

Capri was very well-behaved.  So was the utterly mis-named Cobalt.

Antique Crimson and Orchid stained converters and carts but good! Crimson is weird; it's the only bottle that has bubbles, resulting in almost a soapy consistency, and because of that bubbling up, this ink is frustrating to load a cart with a pipette.

Only the rust-colored Antique Raspberry was always unpleasant to use, dry and hard, and I may give that another go in some garden hose or other.

In all, as the Chesterfield line is being phased out, has some nice colors, and is selling at a good price, Dr. Inkenstein recommends trying a few bottles.)

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Five Rules For Fighting: In Which Dr. Inkenstein Posts A Fanfic


Disclaimer: Kenshin does not own the Yuu Yuu Hakusho characters (they are the property of Togashi Yoshihiro et al), and does not make any money from said characters.
What Kenshin does own, however, are all the original characters in this work. Any attempt to "borrow" these characters will be met with the katana, or worse.
Idiot Beloved takes place shortly after the Dark Tournament; Firebird Sweet directly follows. For reference, I use a combination of the subtitled YYH anime and the American manga, plus some of the CD dramas.
This particular tale is told from the antagonist's point of view.
Title: Five Rules For Fighting
Author: JaganshiKenshin
Genre: Action/Adventure, General
Rating: K+/PG-13
Summary: Hiei encounters a youkai in disguise-and he means to have Hiei's hide.
A/N: As always, thanks for your reviews and faves!
A killer lies in wait for Hiei.
Five Rules For Fighting
"It's Hiei all right." AkaRaikou's informant ducked back into the reeking alley. "Even though he ain't wearing that black mantle or sword."
AkaRaikou scowled, thinking furiously.
In the Makai, Hiei was still notorious. But several years had passed since the Dark Tournament. It was said Hiei no longer wielded the Kokuryuuha, and indeed, hardly ever carried a sword.
It was also rumored that Hiei had lost a step or two, living as he did in the human realm. That he was an easy mark. But those who spoke of such things did so in hurried, fearful whispers, which meant anyone seeking to make a name for himself could still legitimately aim to take down Hiei.
AkaRaikou-the name meant Red Lightning-had been scouting for Hiei about a week now, and had been forced to pay first one insider, then another, and tonight, this human thug. What was his name? Yama-something? Hardly worth remembering.
But at least this one delivered.
Keeping his voice pitched high, as befitted his current form, Lightning said, "Are you sure it's Hiei?"
"Sure I'm sure." The thug bared tobacco-stained teeth. "But kid, are YOU sure?"
"Just do it. I'm not paying you to second-guess."
They stepped out of the alley, human and youkai. The thug a cheap punk-for-hire, to be had for the price of some booze.
Lightning looked human, but this was temporary. He had taken the appearance of a small and fragile ten-year-old boy, and it was a strain keeping his youki suppressed.
He was a shapeshifter, and his real form was ten feet of bronzed lightning and clawed thunder. Strength wasn't his only merit. He also had speed to spare.
Any moment now, he would secure his fearsome reputation with the murder of Jagan Master Hiei.
See the rest HERE.

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Discontinued! In Which Dr. Inkenstein Posts Moar Blobs

Oh, my...has it been this long already?
Dr.  Inkenstein doesn't need any more ink.  Naturally, that must be why I recently bought six (6) new bottles from xfountainpens. 
But I have excuses reasons.  They were being discontinued.  They were on sale.  And the bottles were small.
Just not as small as I had originally thought.
Paper is Rhodia.  Ink names scribbled in pencil.

The only ones loaded now are Antique Jade, in a Hero 616, and Antique Crimson, in a Jinhao x750 fude.  (I like Amberlea's notion of 'abusing' inks by means of pens with biiig nibs). 
All these swabs look different from the swabs posted on xfountainpens.
In my swabs, Antique Jade looks gray, but in the pen, it's a bit darker and greener, and on some papers it shades.
The Crimson looks darker and more intense in the fude.  The Orchid, when dip-tested, is all but black.  Dr. Inkenstein longs to mix a drop or two of Orchid into the Crimson.
They're already sold out of some colors that I wanted.  Hurry if you're interested.