Handwriting as mark-making, as anecdotal
manufacture is a part of why I want
it to be an element in my work.
Printed type arrives (essentially) whole and
entire, unwavering and perfect.
Hm. It does induce severe feeling in
Sylvia Plath, upon browsing one of the
books she had lent a friend, only to
discover it had been annotated in pencil
wrote: “Well, I was furious, feeling my
children ahd been raped, or beaten by
Virginia Woolf in her “Writing in the
Margin" wrote of the act as doing