Briefkaart aan Philip Zilcken Possibly 1900 - 1927

This postcard was made by Anton L. Koster, and I am imagining him hunched over his desk with his pen, the date stamp inky and prominent, writing to Philip Zilcken. I wonder what he was thinking as he carefully formed each letter, the ink bleeding slightly into the paper's surface. You know, there’s a specific texture to handwriting, a kind of personal topography. It's so interesting when you consider that the act of writing itself is a form of drawing. Each stroke is a gesture, communicating feeling, intention, or meaning. I think of Cy Twombly, and how his scribbles are a kind of painting, even when they look like words. Koster’s neat cursive seems worlds away from Twombly's wild abandon, but in a way, they’re both part of an ongoing conversation about how we communicate and connect. That’s what artists do, right? We’re always exchanging ideas, inspiring each other across time, embracing uncertainty and ambiguity to make new meanings.