Above and below are Silent Type thank-you cards from Jonathan & Helen, and Cajun Cleary, respectively, and I wanted to use them to point out the kind of sincerity and artistry that you aren’t going to find in online correspondence. That’s what the whole typecasting thing is about. (Cue violins.) Preserving some ephemeral record of writing and exchanging ideas. This kind of thing is slipping out of the world–we all know that. It’s why we stubbornly insist on typing our Nanowrimo novels on a 50 lb. SG1, or taking the time to type up an afternoon conversation with a friend. I could link to every last typecaster out there to make this point, which is: we’re all creating a collective and physical record of human exchange.
And with that, I want to aptly end on the typewritten note on the back of Joe’s photograph of the Silent Type magazine, a photographic print designed to last for generations, something that today’s petabytes of e-mails, Tweets, and cell phone pictures can’t confidently hope to achieve.