Studie 1875 - 1934

Isaac Israels made this drawing, using graphite or charcoal, sometime during his lifetime. Just looking at it, I can imagine him hunched over a table in his studio, a stick of charcoal held loosely in his hand, his brow furrowed in concentration. You can almost feel the energy of the moment, right? This isn't just a picture; it's a record of a fleeting thought, a visual note jotted down in charcoal. I find myself wondering what he was thinking, what he saw that made him want to capture it so quickly. Was it a glimpse of light, a fleeting expression on someone's face? What I love about drawings like this is that they feel so immediate and direct, like a window into the artist's mind. It makes me think about the work of Cy Twombly. And isn’t it funny how artists speak to each other through time? Israels to me, me to you, and so on. It’s the same with all of us, trying to find a way to express something that can’t be put into words.