Prentbriefkaart aan Philip Zilcken before 1909

This postcard, created by Joseph Aurouze, is a little window into a moment in time. I see it as Aurouze performing a kind of dance with the pen, or maybe a drawing, to create this message. Look closely, and you'll notice the texture of the card itself, worn soft over time, overlaid with the delicate script, flowing like dark thread over a pale cloth. The writing isn't just information; it's a physical act, a record of the hand that penned it. I love the way certain letters loop and stretch, almost as if the words themselves are reaching out. It reminds me that communication isn't just about language; it's about touch and presence. Aurouze reminds me a bit of Cy Twombly, but in miniature, perhaps. Both invite us to see the beauty in the gesture, in the trace of a hand moving across a surface. Art is just the ongoing practice of this kind of exchange. It’s never really about fixing meaning, but embracing the multiplicity of stories that a single mark can tell.