Brief aan Jan Veth Possibly 1911

In this letter to Jan Veth, written in Amsterdam, October 1911, by someone at the Rijksakademie van Beeldende Kunsten, the dark ink curls and stretches across the page. I imagine the writer hunched over their desk, the nib of their pen scratching as they spill out their thoughts. The letter is a dance of intention and accident, each stroke leaving a trace of the writer's hand and mind. I feel the writer’s presence in these looping lines, the way the words lean into each other, creating a rhythm. The physicality of the ink on paper brings me closer to the moment of its creation. Think of the tactile experience of writing, the pressure and release, the way the ink bleeds into the fibres of the page. Each gesture is a record of the artist's presence, not unlike a painter building up layers on canvas. There’s a kinship between the artist and writer, both exploring the possibilities of mark-making as a form of expression. These letters are a reminder that we're all part of a larger conversation, exchanging ideas and inspiring each other. It is a kind of embodied expression, allowing for multiple readings and meaning over time.