Good grief how big is that platen? It's the racing slick of platens for your hot rod mag.P.s. I got the comic book thanks again! I'll be sending out postcards randomly.
Oh, and I like the current background image.
An ABC up in flames! Not that the sight of it makes me particularly sad...I've noticed the platen remnants on all my typewriters, but I have to say I have never made an effort to decipher them - most of the time they are strings of characters and random gibberish (seemingly). I'm always annoyed that someone typed on the platen directly; but so far the ghost letters have been present on every single typewriter I have come across, even the best kept ones.
Wouldn't it be amazing to discover a magic disclosing fluid and string all the formerly typed messages on a platen or ribbon? Your new-found unintentional poetry format reminds me of an exhibition of roll-end prints from 35mm negatives before frame #1 was arrived at, mostly feet! And thanks for the Type-O-Matic plug.
Teenagers being teenagers, I have found far more tantalizing (and crass) things on the platens of my classroom typewriters. Thankfully, it's easy to remove new impressions.
A "Ghost in the Machine", indeed!
Brilliant found poetry. Answers the old philosophical question of whether there can be a Privat language.xhuixoa zhaixi!Rob
This is incredible: I did the same thing a few days ago on my Torpedo 18, but I haven't published it so far. And it's much less special than yours: I like "the end is near the end is a breakfast".
Suddenly I'm (almost) glad for all the dented, petrified platens I have. I've got to look into this...