Fragment zijdeweefsel c. 1903

This fragment of woven silk, of unknown origin, is a reminder that art lives in unexpected places, and by unexpected hands. The interlocking geometric shapes and organic motifs suggest a system, or a set of instructions, repeated across the surface. Look closely at the texture: the subtle variations in the weave, the gentle fading of the dyes. There’s a looseness here, a handmade quality that invites imperfection. See where the colors bleed, where the lines blur? It’s in these moments of slippage that the piece comes alive, dodging any easy reading. The overall effect is like a half-remembered dream, a world of pattern and form struggling to find its shape. It puts me in mind of Hilma af Klint's visionary abstractions; both artists use repetitive motifs to hint at unseen dimensions, where geometry dances with the organic. It's never quite resolved, and that's the beauty of it.