Schetsboek met 27 bladen c. 1904 - 1912

This sketchbook, made by Ferdinand Oldewelt, has a cover that’s totally mesmerizing. It's giving me old library vibes, you know? I'm imagining him, maybe in a cozy studio or even outside, quickly filling the pages with whatever caught his eye. What was he thinking, what was he seeing? I like to think of it as a container for so many thoughts and moments. The cover itself is like a painting, all these tiny specks and splatters of black and brown. It makes me think about surface and texture, how even something as simple as the cover of a sketchbook can be so rich. It’s a constant thing for us artists; other artists' work inspires, provokes, and pushes you. That’s the best part of being in this endless conversation of mark-making, of trying to figure things out, and of making something new.