Abklatsch van de krijttekening op blad 41 verso c. 1890 - 1920

This transfer of a chalk drawing by Isaac Israels lives at the Rijksmuseum, and it's all about ghostliness. It reminds me that the making of art is an act of conjuring. The artist starts with an idea, maybe a quick sketch, and then the work begins its own life. It shifts and changes. Looking closely, I imagine Israels working on the original drawing, the chalk dust flying, his hand moving, and then pressing it onto this surface, a kind of printmaking by hand. How physical and intuitive that must have been! A blurry, faded, indirect echo. It makes me think about how paintings talk to each other across time. How one artist's experiment becomes another's starting point. Painting is an ongoing conversation. It's about embracing the accidental, and the beauty of things being unresolved. There's no one right way to see it, and that's the point.