Brief aan Ina van Eibergen Santhagens-Waller 1878 - 1938

This letter, written by Richard Nicolaüs Roland Holst in 1935, is all about the touch. I imagine the artist hunched over a desk, lost in thought, hand moving across the page, each word a delicate dance. It’s hard to make out the words, but you can feel the artist’s presence in every stroke of the pen. It’s not just about what the letter says, it’s about how it feels to be in the presence of someone’s thoughts, their emotions, their very being. I get the sense that Roland Holst probably spent hours agonizing over the right words, the right tone, the right way to connect with the person on the other end of the line. He was part of a community of artists and writers who were constantly pushing each other, challenging each other, and inspiring each other to see the world in new ways. I feel part of that legacy as I respond and I'm thankful for that.