Briefkaart aan Philip Zilcken Possibly 1916

This postcard, which was produced by Adriaan Pit, feels like a peek into a private world, a scribble of thoughts jotted down, maybe with a fountain pen, onto something flimsy that’s about to travel through the mail. It’s like a drawing, really, a mapping of the artist's mind, with the ink pooling and spreading, creating these tiny, unplanned textures. The stamp and the address are like collage elements, anchoring the flow of script. There’s something so human about the pressure and release of each stroke, the way the letters lean and connect. You can almost feel the hand moving across the paper. Looking at the way Pit allows the ink to bleed, I'm reminded of Cy Twombly, but less grand, more intimate, like a whisper instead of a shout. It’s a reminder that art doesn’t always have to be a big statement; sometimes, it’s the small, ephemeral gestures that resonate the most.