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The Spark of Resilience • A Handwritten Collaboration with LetterFarms

Brett Rawson

A Journey to Dream

We are wildly excited to announce that Handwritten has teamed up with LetterFarms for an epic celebration: the 85th anniversary of Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam, the 11th president of India (2002 - 2007), and the one who inspired billions to dream big and fly high.

On October 15th, we'll be publishing 85 postcards from the year-long Dear Kalam Sir campaign, which is set to be the world's largest handwritten postcard tribute campaign for a public leader ever. With participants by tens of thousands from over 200 cities in India, the project was slated to end on July 27th, 2016, the anniversary of Dr. Kalam's death, yet the movement carries on: people continue to send in handcrafted tributes, and just two months ago, Bloombury published an anthology of the postcards, which chronicle the life and after-life of Dr. Kalam's impact worldwide.

Handwritten is excited to bring this project to a new level by curating an interactive exhibition: starting on October 15th and continuing throughout the end of the month, we'll be publishing 85 postcards containing Dr. Kalam's quotes about dreams and dreaming, but also live-publishing your responses to the images and inspiration. You'll see four categories of postcards Spark, Resilience, Decision, and Take Off all of which were foundational elements to Kalam sir's life and essence. If and when one speaks to you, tell us what it says by sending your creation to submit@handwrittenwork.com.

We hope that you will join us in celebrating and sharing the inspiration. 

Keep the beautiful pens busy,
Handwritten + LetterFarms

Jesus, Hey, It's Me Again

Brett Rawson


We set up a mic in the middle of a public, busy, and iconic square in Manhattan, and read from our journals and letters. The idea being to bring the private into the public, or smudge the boundaries between each other just a touch.

I was struck by a similarity: the conditions in public were not that different from those in private, perhaps because I often choose taverns or coffee shops that double as taverns to journal, so there are the social elements, but even in silence or solitude, I still hear noise and see eyes. I decided to read two pieces of paper, which are my earliest evidence of handwriting: two pages ripped out from a moleskine journal that I wrote in 1988.

I had addressed both directly above: Jesus. Even though I didn't really grow up underneath Him. But, at that restless age, I was apparently in a pickle. In the first letter, I needed His help. I asked for two things: to help me grow faster, but also to help me "go out" with Daron, Amanda, or Amanda. Insert embarrassed emoji face. Really, Brett? The second letter, written one week later, had a very different tone. "Hey Jesus, It's me again!" We were buds apparently. I thanked Him profusely. Things with Daron were going great and I was already growing! Except a week later, she gently explained it was over, which probably made me curse, mostly likely in vain, which may explain the curse, as I didn't grow for another 7 years, or until the late age of 18.

The past can be inane, embarrassing, and painful, and my impulse for years was to pretend I was no longer those me's, but as Joan Didion writes, "I think we are all well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be whether we find them attractive company or not. It is a good idea, then, to keep in touch, and I suppose that keeping in touch is what notebooks are all about." 

These letters were originally a part of the online exhibition, "Out Loud." To see the full exhibit, click here.

Education Means to Me The Most Powerful Weapon • Rafeha Oyamuddin

Brett Rawson

* For information about this project, see our note at the bottom of the page *

Hello everyone!

I am a student in 12th grade at ZEC. I want to go to college because I make friends last year when I heard about college I started to dream about going to college. Education means to me the most powerful weapon wich we can use to change the world. With college degree I will always be marketable. By getting education I will have less problems and able to solve them. I teach other girls in my village. When I daughter I wish her to be educated like me and have a bright futur. Because if there is no struggle there is no progress. My greatest wishes to become a doctor and help my family and people. Thanks

Best wishes, 
Rafeha Ogamuddin 

A Note from Handwritten (December 6, 2016): This comes from our exhibit, When I Know The Value of Knowledge, I Start To Dream. We brought the story and letters of seven students from Deh'Subz, Afghanistan into 4th grade classrooms in Brooklyn, because that is when the girls first started school. When they became the first to graduate from high school, they had no college to go to, so they hand-wrote personal statements to a school that didn't exist. Yet. Their letters created an impact campaign that raised $150,000, enough to build the first-ever free private college for women. When we told our 4th grade students about this story, the above, heart-melting letters were their replies.