Portræt af kunstnerens datter, Dorte Lundstrøm, trekvartprofil mod højre 1940 - 1944

Vilhelm Lundstrom made this drawing of his daughter, Dorte, using graphite on paper. The drawing is all about pared-down marks. Lundstrom isn't trying to capture every detail; instead, he’s getting to the essence of what he sees. You can see the subtle shifts in tone and weight of line that give the portrait its structure. The sensitivity reminds me of Giacometti. I imagine him stepping back, squinting, deciding what to keep and what to leave out. There's a tender geometry at play. The pearls are such simple circles, but they give the composition its rhythm. What does it mean to draw someone you know so well? Does that intimacy make it easier or harder to find the right line? It’s like he's having a quiet conversation with his daughter, translating her presence into something timeless. That's the magic of drawing, right?