Brief aan Emile Ernest Bernard en Héloïse Bernard-Bodin 1878 - 1941

This letter was written by Emile Bernard, though I couldn’t tell you exactly when or where. It's the kind of piece that makes you consider how we engage with artmaking as a process. Look at the saturated ink, the cursive script almost vibrating on the page. The paper is heavy and cream colored and looks like it may have been written in one sitting. The pressure of the pen varies, creating a rhythm of thicks and thins. The text forms delicate webs, almost like a drawing in itself. The writing is a physical act; the hand moves, the ink flows. In this piece, the words aren't just carriers of information, but visual marks, each stroke a gesture, each letter a tiny abstract form. It reminds me of Cy Twombly. Isn’t it interesting how we communicate across time through these fragile documents?