Tuin of park met bomen in een perk 1919

Reijer Stolk made this ink drawing of a park or garden, and it's like he's feeling his way through the scene. The marks are so tentative, like he's asking the paper, "Is this a tree? Does this feel like light?" I love how the parallel lines create a screen, a kind of veil. I can imagine Stolk outside with his sketchbook, trying to capture the essence of a place, the way the light filters through the leaves. It’s like he’s trying to trap a feeling, and I know that feeling – that urge to make sense of the world through marks. It makes me think of other artists who've used drawing as a way to understand the world. Like Agnes Martin's subtle grids, or Cy Twombly's scribbled poems. We're all just trying to figure things out, one line at a time.