The Remington that started it all ...

“Oh Remington,” she sighed. “Why does the paper always have to be so darned white … and so darned blank?”

Remington didn’t reply.

As she stared at the paper run through Remington’s roller, she thought maybe she’d take up smoking; she thought it was just so Faulkner to be sitting at a typewriter smoking, staring, maybe with Scotch in hand ….

Oh sorry, I probably should explain. I fancy myself a writer. And I have this love affair with old typewriters. I love the smell of them – well, of their musty carrying cases, anyway. I love their round-faced keys, their beautiful letters shining underneath their clear coating. I love the sound of them: the crisp and efficient clackity clack of the keys, the small clear bell at the end of the line. It makes me wistful and melancholic; wistful – as if I had lived back in the day and worked my own fingers to the bone on these enterprising and magnificent machines.

I bought my first one at the Monroe, Washington Old Car and Antique Swap Meet years ago. A Remington Standard 10. Circa 1911? Twenty-five dollars. Turned out it was broken. Now it sits in my garden and I call it yard art and I love it. My husband and kids laugh at me everytime we tell the story of how we bought the typewriter. It was my first swap meet visit and I wasn’t too comfortable with haggling, so I asked the vendor how much for the old Remington. He says, Twenty-five dollars. I say, Great! Sold! And that was the transaction. But now my husband and kids twist the story around so that the vendor replies, Twenty-five dollars, and I say, Great! Will you take thirty for it? Because that’s just the kind of girl I am.

I bought my second one last year at the annual Portland Swap Meet. Actually did pay thirty for this one, but it works! A Remington Portable. Works like a beauty. I’ll do a little more research to see how old it is, but right now I gather it’s maybe 1940s. There’s just something so clean and classic about it.

But anyway, my blog isn’t really all about old typewriters, or old writers, or swap meet how-tos, or even wistfulness – or maybe it is. Maybe it will be. Who knows where this will go?!

Maybe it’s about appreciating unlikely things in unlikely places. Or appreciating unlikely things in the usual places.

I’m going to copy a technique a friend of mine uses on her blog – asking the audience. Jeanne, I hope you don’t mind … And for anyone who has read thus far and is still with me, I would highly recommend checking out Jeanne Henrique’s blog at Collage of Life. Beautiful, deep, eloquent. She’s the one who gave me the push and the encouragement to start this blogging endeavour. Thank you Jeanne!

So, I ask you, what have you found that is beautiful in an unlikely place?

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The Remington that started it all …

12 thoughts on “The Remington that started it all …

  1. What have I found that is beautiufl in an unlikely place?
    I found you on Instagram and here and I love it! Well done Larissa, you are up and running and your first post is just wonderful. You know of course that I am going to follow every post, with pleasure. A pat on the back my new blogging friend…you are ready to rock and roll…Remington style. ๐Ÿ™‚

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    • Jeanne, thank you so much for the tremendous compliment and the continual encouragement!! I hope you know how much that means to me! And thank you, again, for being the impetus to this blog’s becoming!!!

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  2. Well I’m not sure this is an unlikely place..but it is certain beauty when all other obvious beauty is shrouded in darkness. It is the night sky. It is the mystery of the unseen & the unknown. It is the science behind the mystery receding. It is the stars & the art they create. It is the worlds beyond our world that are becoming more familiar as time passes.
    One day..

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    • Karen, you are absolutely right!! How often do walk underneath the night sky and don’t look up to notice the “pinpoints of light” or even look at the texture and shape of the dark clouds that cover the mysteries beyond us? Thank you for the reminder to look up once in a while!

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  3. Hi Larissa,
    I found a 1935 Remington 5 typewriter in fantastic condition at an antique store. It was only $65 (which isn’t that bad for a typewriter in working condition). We cleaned it up, fixed the ribbon, and I was typing on it the day I bought it. Perhaps an antique store is a likely place…but it is beautiful.

    Love your post. Thank you for sharing!
    -Typewriters & Wine

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    • Hi! Thank you so much for your comment, and congratulations on your nice find! That’s fantastic! Yes, an antique store may seem like an obvious place to find beauty, but really, I think the beauty is in the unexpected connection that you had with that one thing, over all the other things around you at the time. Does that make sense? That might sound a little, um, flaky, to anyone but a writer: a connection with a typewriter, but as you are a writer, I imagine you’ll know what I mean. ๐Ÿ™‚

      I look forward to following your blog. Thank you so much! Have a fabulous day!

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  4. Hi Larissa,
    Welcome to the world of blogging. I really enjoyed your first post and certainly look forward to more. Wow, even more we have in common. Rotary wing, old car loving guys, travel and writing! Miss you guys. Hi to K and the kids. BTW, thanks for following mvmoken.
    Hugs, Sandra

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    • Good morning!! Oh GOOD, you found me!! I’m so new to this, still not sure how it all works, and, up until this point have been a timid commenter (ha! That’s understatement!). Now that I know how to do that part, look out GF, I’ll be commenting! Loving your pics and your blog. And yes to all the things in common – it’s too bad you’re always so far away! Haha! I’ll have to come find you, darn it. Miss you too!! Hi to Chris and Nukaat!
      Much love,
      La

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  5. hehe, quite funny to read about your love towards old typewriters in a blog. this makes it truly a beauty in an unexpected place. was these your words? whatever..i love to read what’s going on in your mind and i’m really glad we met..umm..or not met haha. .

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