Naam en adres c. 1934s

This is a page taken from a sketchbook by Carel Adolph Lion Cachet. He made it, who knows when, with graphite on paper. The sketch gives me the impression of the artist working out something in their mind. The writing, a name and address, looks like a note to himself, or perhaps it was someone else's note that he kept and drew around to pass the time. It is a very quiet piece, but in the details it has great appeal. Look at the way the paper appears worn, not pristine white, more an aged vanilla. It reminds me that art isn't always about big statements. Sometimes, it is the small, almost overlooked moments that reveal the artist’s mind at work. Just like Cy Twombly’s scribbles, it leaves you wondering, and maybe that’s the whole point. What do you think?