Abklatsch van de krijttekening op pagina 11 1875 - 1934

This hazy smudge was made by Isaac Israels, seemingly from a rubbing of a charcoal drawing. It’s soft and blurry, and the lack of clear lines feels like a challenge. I imagine Israels, maybe a little impatient or restless, trying to capture something fleeting, a quick impression that risks disappearing as soon as it’s made. There's a kind of urgency to the gesture, a desire to get it down fast, before the feeling escapes. It reminds me that painting isn't always about precision, but about the messy, intuitive act of trying to catch something real. Sometimes it’s like, what if this was me? And what if painting, in its own abstract, hazy way, is about trying to connect with others, like a quiet conversation between artists, across time and space.