Brief aan Philip Zilcken Possibly 1907

This is a letter, it seems, written by Eugénie Clapier-Houchart, in ink on paper. The handwriting flows organically across the page. I imagine the pen gliding, each word a deliberate gesture— a dance between intention and chance. I wonder about the urgency in the letter. Maybe the artist had travel plans, and she’s coordinating with a friend. I imagine the artist holding the pen, her thoughts unfolding onto the page, each stroke leaving a trace of her presence. It is like watching someone think, and then that thought being made concrete with these looping forms. I feel a certain kinship with her. I think of other artist’s letters, like those of Van Gogh, always communicating, sharing, and in search of a friend. It’s as if all artists are in dialogue with one another, not just across the studio, but across time itself. We are all just trying to work things out, responding to life as best we can with what we have.