The birth of the Pendors P52 ebonite fountain pen family, or a tale of the stubborn fountain pen maker who realizes what he decides.
1. I owe a confession. This writing may not primarily be about fountain pens or the making of fountain pens, but rather about a special person and a good friend I met just a few years ago. Sándor Pethő is a full-time landscape designer and a stubborn and headstrong visionary (what will I get for this word!), who a few years ago decided that he would indeed make unique fountain pens. His journey since then has been about learning and experimenting. In his free time, he went to the countryside to apprentice, to learn the workings of lathe machines and the tricks of the woodturning trade. He has been developing his workshop for years and continuously experiments with tools, materials, and techniques. He started from far away - and where has he gotten to? This is what this story is about…
2. Every beginning is difficult
3. I got to know Sanyi's work two years ago in a 4. Facebook group dealing with writing instruments. 5. under the Pendors brand name 6. where various ballpoint and fountain pens were launched using different materials (resin, metal, wood). It was noticeable that Sanyi instinctively uses social media well: he asked the group members for their opinions on the individual writing instruments and gladly offered the pens for testing.
7. One day I was surprised to see in Sanyi's latest post an ebonite (hard rubber) fountain pen – I was amazed that he was experimenting with this traditional fountain pen material as well. That day I received another surprise: Sanyi asked me to test the pen. After a brief consideration, I said yes (the community magazine had just started, and I decided it would be an excellent test subject for a Hungarian-made, handcrafted fountain pen). Budapest Pen Show 8. A few days later, the courier brought the package containing the writing instrument, which I unwrapped with some anxiety. The reason for my anxiety was that ebonite here, ebonite there – for some inexplicable reason, I felt a dislike for the so-called "stock pens." No matter how likable the pen maker was, I somehow wasn't enthusiastic about these writing instruments. I didn't know the process of making them, so I thought there wasn't much added value in these writing instruments. Unfortunately, this was evident during the testing: I was impatient, and the fountain pen certainly sensed this. Moreover, my hostile attitude quickly took its toll: during the first use, it thoroughly smeared me with ink. The next day, I tried to generously "forgive" it, but the Cyklon fountain pen behaved like a rebellious teenager and stubbornly refused to cooperate with me: it rewarded my attempt with another sizable ink stain. From my experiences,.
9. I wrote a rather critical article a very critical article I was born, and I personally returned the unruly fountain pen to its creator.
The beginning of a friendship
Sanyi was not offended at all. (By the way, I was quite happy about this because during our meeting, I realized that he is not the type of person one would like to run into in a dark and narrow alley. Since I got to know him, of course, I know that I wouldn't find a kinder and calmer person than him). We met in the lobby of an office building, where I detailed my experiences to him. He sincerely became sad and, sighing heavily, blamed himself for the unsuccessful test: it turned out that he had accidentally given me a pen body made for a ceramic insert pen. The internal spring of the pen body was supposed to support the fixation of the pen insert, but in the case of the fountain pen, it got stuck with the converter and came to life on its own. Sándor thanked me for the testing and said he learned a lot from this experience as well.
Our first meeting was soon followed by more. I found myself feeling increasingly comfortable in his company. He talked a lot about his plans, his experiments, and how one day he would have his own designed fountain pen. He spoke about special materials and tools. Over the past year and a half, I had the opportunity to get to know him well: hardly a day went by without us discussing some professional issue. I liked how he moved forward as a pioneer (if you will, like a battering ram) – as he put it: „one learns from everything.” Because of his determination and perseverance that could move mountains, I was sure: he was destined for great things. He also possessed a very important quality: professional humility. He was aware of the shortcomings in his knowledge. I heard him say many times, „I am still in the learning phase. But I will realize it when the time comes.”
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