Briefkaart aan Philip Zilcken 1875 - 1930

This postcard was written by Albert Verwey to Philip Zilcken, and it’s kind of like a little drawing in its own right. Look at the pressure he puts on the pen; the ink swells and pools at the start of each word, creating these lovely dark accents. It makes me think about the rhythm of writing, the way your hand moves across the page, pressing and releasing. I love how the handwriting leans and curls, like a plant reaching for the sun. It's so fluid and personal, almost like a signature in itself. See how Verwey's words fill the space, bumping up against the edges of the card, creating this intimate, almost claustrophobic feeling? It reminds me of Cy Twombly’s scribbled paintings or some of Basquiat's word-based works. Art, like a letter, is always a conversation, a way of reaching out, of connecting with someone else through marks and gestures. Each word, each stroke, holds a little piece of the artist's heart.