Due to the increased costs, outsourcing and offshoring in the industry, and fierce price competitions, what remains in Taiwan were old clients, old masters, and old crafts… All of a sudden, even writing became “old-school”.
Interestingly, there seems to be an old soul hidden in the body of those who enjoy writing. The ink flowing in the pen shaft is an endless river of emotions and memories, which crosses over mountains and through ravines with the nib and turns into a beautiful poem.
Every stroke and every single word is meaningful, each stroke of the pen
records the unique aspects of our lives.
Refilling your soul by writing; hence, we do not mind aging, for “age” is a taste accumulated through time, it is the essence refined through the brilliant sparks of youth. Hence, this exquisite beauty deserves to be preserved and shared.