Muur met morellen en heibomen in de moestuin van huize 'De Poll' te Voorst c. 1900 - 1940

Richard Tepe captured this garden wall with his camera, the image awash in soft, sepia tones like a memory fading at the edges. It makes me think about the conversations between painting and photography: what does it mean to 'capture' something? I can imagine Tepe setting up his equipment, considering the light, waiting for the right moment when the leaves and flowers aligned just so against the wall's geometry. He's playing with these contrasts: the order of the structured fence and the riotous growth of nature. The textures are amazing—the grainy surface of the photograph itself, the rough brick, and then the delicate blossoms. I wonder if he saw something more than just a pretty scene; maybe he was thinking about time passing, the seasons changing, and the way nature always finds a way to push through our neat little boundaries. It's a quiet moment, but full of potential.