I am asked daily about pencils. Not by customers or people I know in the pencil community, but rather by those who notice the tattoo on my arm or those who I meet in passing at a bar or a shop. Once they get over the peculiarity of my chosen profession they always ask why. Sometimes they even get really excited and share with me their obsession, often as if they've been embarrassed to admit it to anyone else before.
To me it's simple. Pencils are one of the few objects which are totally universal. And by that I mean that they vary only marginally in design and manufacture no matter where they're made in the world or what era they were made in. They are necessary but also pleasurable. They engage the senses in a way a mechanical pencil can't. They tell a story of where they came from or when they existed. They smell like freshly cut wood every time you sharpen them. They fit perfectly into a human hand without any clips or grips or fuss. They contain thousands of words that haven't been written yet.
The one thing I haven't been told is that I'm old-fashioned. In a world where we can have everything, the general consensus seems to be that it's an admirable thing to appreciate something simple and specific. All of that said, I am pleased to announce that Caroline Weaver Pencil Enterprise will officially take physical form in the Lower East Side of Manhattan in the wonderful New York City at the beginning of February 2015. My only hope is that I can create a worthy home for the object I love so much and that like-minded visitors feel at home as well.