Schoorsteen van de bergen bij Furfooz before 1903

This photogravure chimney of the mountains near Furfooz comes from an unknown artist. I can just imagine the photographer—maybe a botanist or geologist—carefully arranging their equipment in the dim light. There’s a stark contrast between the almost velvety shadows and the rough, pockmarked texture of the rocks. It’s as if the light itself is another material, carving out the form from the darkness. These old photos…they’re like a quiet conversation across time, aren’t they? Each one captures a tiny slice of the world and holds it still for us to contemplate. It’s like a haiku, an attempt to nail down a specific moment in time but which points to the bigger picture. It's a bit like painting too, it can be both documentary and expressive.