Twenty-thousand miles to an oasis
Twenty-thousand years will I burn
Twenty-thousand chances I’ve wasted
Waiting for the moment to turn
This song always pops in my mind every time I drive down Interstate 30 through Texarkana to Dallas. Partly because of the song’s title, Texarkana, from R.E.M’s 1991 album Out of Time. And partly because the lyrics are a reflection of my feelings of driving down Interstate 30. Driving this interstate has always felt long and tedious for me. I always look forward to the reasons to drive down this stretch of road, since I have friends and family who live in North Texas, but the stretch of highway feels still dreary and never-ending, especially on the Texas side.
Walking through the woods, I have faced it
Looking for something to learn
Thirty-thousand thoughts have been wasted
Never in my time to return
This weekend, Mike Mills’ chorus played in my head again as I traveled to the Dallas Pen Show via Interstate 30. I have attended the Arkansas Pen Show for years, and had heard about the larger shows. After sinking my teeth into the Arkansas Pen Club, and a friend at church asking when I was finally going to attend, I decided to travel to Dallas to their annual pen show.
The pen show circuit happens in various locations the world throughout the year, including several states in the United States. A pen show showcases a variety of independent pen makers, pen companies, vintage pen collectors, stationery stores, ink suppliers, and artists. It’s one big writing and art extravaganza that celebrates the art of analog writing, art, and design.
The Arkansas show is held in Little Rock every March. It’s a great starter show because it’s small enough to not feel overwhelming. You can walk around and easily talk to the vendors without having hoards of people surrounding you. Other locations, such as the D.C. Super Show and San Francisco Pen Show, are known to be intense and overwhelming at times.
Before my trip, Lisa Vanness asked if I would be willing to stop by the store on my way out of town to pick up a box of the new Twisbi fountain pens that were arriving after she left for Dallas. I was honored that she trusted me enough to carry an entire box of Twisbi pens in my car without fear that I would smuggle any for myself.
The Dallas show was a step above the Arkansas show, but it didn’t feel overwhelming or intense. The crowd size was larger, but you could still talk to the vendors and hold conversations. I heard from various attendees that this year’s show was the busiest they had ever seen it.
The show was held in the DoubleTree Hotel next to the Galleria. I enjoyed this location, as you felt like you were in the middle of the action with a lot of amenities around you. The hotel was a comfortable setup, with a large roomy lobby area complete with bar, coffee kiosk, and restaurant space. I appreciated this, as I feel like a pen show is more than shopping, but a time to connect with other hobbyists and get to know one another.