Begrafenisdienst waarbij een kist langs toekijkende aanwezigen wordt gedragen 1892 - 1913

Bramine Hubrecht captured a funeral procession with ink on paper, and it’s all about tonal variation and emotional intensity, isn’t it? Looking at this, I imagine Hubrecht, outside, on the street, quickly trying to capture the scene, the people, the movement of the coffin. It's so somber; the monochromatic palette feels heavy, like the weight of the coffin itself. See how the ink bleeds into the paper, creating soft edges around the figures, giving them this ghostly presence? I'm thinking about other artists who worked with similar themes, like Käthe Kollwitz, also capturing the raw emotions of grief and loss. There's this lineage of artists trying to grapple with big feelings, using simple means, you know? It’s like Hubrecht is speaking across time, echoing these shared human experiences. Painting, in this way, becomes a way of feeling, of connecting, a testament to our shared vulnerabilities.