lørdag den 1. maj 2010

Letters from the past

I once visited my cousin in Jutland.
She had kept all my letters from before the internet.
They were all about food.
How hungry I was, the food I couldn't afford, the food I was dying to cook. Recepies on salmon in whitewine, rolls, meatloaf… The letters were starving, just like me!

This is my moms handwriting, so thin and beautiful. Notice the long g's…

My rolls

Grandmothers delicate christmas cakes…

I try to save all these old recepies, though they are full of grease and almost unreadable…

I was just wondering…

…what happend to the art of handwriting?
I  mean a huge part can't even write their own name anymore so others can read the letters.
It's not only a loss for the motor-function. It's also a loss for the eyes. We're no longer able to read a whole sentence, we just skim…

Handwriting is like a painting. It's an expression of feelings.
If you are mad at someone, you cannot write "I LOVE YOU" without saying the opposite, when you write it by hand. The art of letters will tell more than the meaning of the words.

I have a passion for letters and words. 
Every word has been said or written, unless you come up with something new like smileys, which is necessary for expression or emphasize what you are trying to say. But the way we choose to put these words together is what makes it all come to life.