Olivetti in Venice – The showroom and typewriters that defy time.

In every inch of its existence Venice’s history stands in contrast with commerce. The deep laneways are a wonder to wander with discoveries to be had around every corner. It is a city that grew in an era of non-existent town planning, and is all the more astonishing for it. Between the weathered walls, glass…

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The Storm Before The Calm.

It’s been a while since I wrote a typecast. I’m not sure if I have to time or the mindset for much writing at the moment, but I just felt a need to get some thoughts down on paper. So pardon the spelling and typos, and buckle up your Warning: The following contains graphic depictions…

Things To Watch While You Are Quarantined.

We’ve entered a new age. An age when boxing ourselves up into our homes has become more rewarding than ever. The abundance of high-definition television and audio at our fingertips along with very comfortable couches in short reach of the fridge and toilet, has led to us exploring the world from our lounge-suites. But with…

Cold, Hard Type 3.

Another book? Another book! The last two Cold, Hard Type books are great little tasting plates for the creativity of some of my fellow members of the Typosphere. If you have not read them yet, in the word of Molly Meldrum: Do yourself a favour. The can be found at: https://www.amazon.com/Paradigm-Shifts-Typewritten-Digital-Collapse/dp/1097972631 https://www.amazon.com/Escapements-Typewritten-Tales-Post-Digital-Worlds/dp/1097991105 Well, this time…

The storms of Pompeii.

I clutched my camera firmly to my chest, hunkered down and learned against a wall made 2000 years or so years ago. My nylon poncho flailed around in the wind as a bitterly cold rain lashed my face. The ceiling of this building had been blown away in a storm of a different kind long…

Rome: Exiting to the Vatican

I’ll just say this. There comes a point when you are spending so much time with the great classics of art, that you find yourself really grasping what modern art is all about. Gosh I love history, but while I was surrounded by such breathtaking pieces of art I felt myself desperately seeking a breath…

Rome: City of typewriters

The flying time from Melbourne, Australia is brutal. I watched the sun rise as our plane took off at 6am, only to see it set 22 hours later as we commenced our descent into Leonardo Da Vinci – fiumicino Airport. On the way we stopped by Dubai for two hours, providing a stark contrast in…