Geschilderd raam in de Dorpskerk te Oostvoorne 1907

This painted window in the Dorpskerk in Oostvoorne by an anonymous artist, feels like a delicate balancing act. I mean, how does anyone even begin something like this? I imagine them starting with a vague idea and then slowly, iteratively working it out, each decision responding to the last. Trial, error, intuition. The grid of glass divides the light, and the painted decoration creates another layer of structure, the two working together. I’m thinking about the process itself, the physicality of the artist standing there, brush in hand, carefully applying paint to the glass. The colors are muted, restrained. It's not shouting, but whispering, inviting you to lean in close and contemplate. And isn’t that the essence of painting? A conversation across time, artists building on each other's ideas, inspiring new forms of expression.