I am a drafter by profession.
The “old style” of drafting and design is still in my blood.
Instead of the computer aided drafting I use today..
where all the drawings look the same..
Same font, same north arrows, same leader lines, same everything.
No individuality.
As a child, I would play with my dad’s drafting tools and
I developed my own style.
In high school and college, we were encouraged to incorporate
our artistic ability into our designs.
I loved the way each designer had their own style.
Some drawings were very clean and simple,
others were quite fancy.
My first drafting jobs were board work, it took longer to do a drawing
and each drafter’s drawings were a work of art.
Now days it is quicker to produce a large drawing on the computer.
but the artistic integrity is gone.
I guess we really do live in a “big box” society…
everything needs to be quicker, easier and massed produced.
After 40 hours of following corporate standards,
nothing gives me more pleasure than to pull out the mechanical pencil, twirl it around in the old school sharpener and make a fine stroke on vellum paper.
It is nice to be part of a community of bloggers, friends and locals who are true artists, designers, writers, bakers, photographers, etc., who take pride in their individualism and encourage other artists to do the same.
In this great big world, we are still individuals..
i could see the age and craftsmanship in these tools. what a great treasure…
My first job was working for draftsmen at a big company…I love the old ways too, and miss what the computer is taking away. I was just told recently, that the schools around here are no longer teaching cursive handwriting – how sad! Love your photos of the tools – would love to see you put some graphite to paper and show it here, too! Happy Sunday and a fabulous week, Cindy – Tanya
and you are one of my favorite individualists for sure….
don’t ever let go of the old ways. I think they make us better beings on this planet. Without cherishing the old ways I feel we may be truly lost some day.
xx
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I love this post! Everything you said rings so true in my heart… i think it’s why we are drawn to the old tools and things of the past, they tell the story of us. Your photos are gorgeous as always too! t.xooxox
what a lovely post…I love your sentiments and your photos…and your chosen profession…if I had it to do over, I might have chosen one of the graphic/industrial arts from the beginning.
As someone else commented…would love to see some of your “individual” work!
Such a lovely post and I am in love with your collection of tools. Beautiful photos and sentiment.
so true! What is also amazing is that anyone can be a “designer” with the aid of computers. Quality goes out the window and true talent is obscured by commands and codes. This is a beautiful post as it encourages me to get my vellum back out!
Yes, do continue to do your craft on paper. You are an artist. Fabulous post.
Oh I love old drafting tools My Hero does it that way and we own several sets. I love a person that can do anything the old fashioned way. Now that is art. I still write everyone of my stories with pen and paper that is the way it feels real to me. Great post. B
Oh the tools are beautiful themselves!!! I’ve always thought drafting was such wonderful artwork ~ I was a typesetter back in the day and then graduated to “graphic design” but I remember the days when we arranged everything on the board piece-by-piece! Thanks so much for visit…I hope you’re having a wonderful day Cindy! Hugs and love, Dawn
Your blog is beautiful and your photos are pure eye candy! Enjoy getting to know you in Jeanne’s class!
Such lovely thoughts
and I agree with you,
whole-heartedly!
I read a comment on
a blog last week where
the writer lamented that
perhaps life was better
with rotary dial phones,
letters and chatting over
hedges. In many ways,
it does seem better and
your post reminded me
of that.
Love the image of the heart
on the leather box!
Happy Friday,
xo Suzanne
Wow Cindy, it was so cool to learn this about you! I love your drafting tools, they are works of art themselves, aren’t they? My dad did a lot of drafting too in his line of work, and when I was young I loved it when he would go to his table to work.
sending hugs…