The Gathering

Some type of hobbies start with a sleepless night of obsessing about it. In my case, on a December of 2015, I knew I desperately needed a nib, a holder and some ink. A few months later (when life happened), I grew in a hobby of doing calligraphy and so did many people like me who, so abruptly, embraced the art.

In one special day, we all decided to meet up in a little gathering over coffee and grilled cheese sandwiches for the main purpose of dolling up with all things calligraphy. 

All seven of us; me, Denise, Michelle, Camel, Elvz, Shar Maine, and Maethone, dived into a mini discussion of issues with calligraphy, nibs, brush pens, love life and topics of artsy sorts.

For the next few hours we, learned to be a critique to each other’s styles. Sure, it can be intimidating knowing you’re being watched by one of the best calligraphers in Iloilo. But that pressing feeling didn’t last, though.

We soon learned how to take in each other’s comments and willingly applied it. This allowed each one of us to see our growth from the moment we started until that very evening. It was like seeing your style through other people’s eyes and it was astoundingly refreshing. And, I really hope more aspiring calligraphers could have come to witness such experience.

As we sipped the last our of our coffee and milk tea, the conversations weren’t anymore technical and confined to only calligraphy. In a short amount of time with bottles of ink, dip pens and paper, we became friends.

After that one amazing evening of discovering what a “flat lay” meant, we made a pact of supporting each and everyone’s crafty pursuits despite our diverse styles and ways of going about with our passion.

True.

We all have different strokes, different letter “m”s and “o”s but we knew how to honor each other’s pace and most importantly we learned how to honor our own.