George Hendrik Breitner made this sketch, possibly of a harbour, with pencil on paper. Look at those lines: so few, yet so suggestive. The image is a whisper, a fleeting thought caught on paper. I imagine Breitner standing there, maybe on a blustery day, squinting at the scene before him. He's not trying to capture every detail, but rather the essence, the feeling of the place. It’s like he’s asking himself, ‘What is the bare minimum I need to say?’ Those scribbled lines, they're not precious. They're about searching, about finding the underlying structure of the scene. I sympathize with that. How do we pull the signal from the noise? How do we make a mark that matters? It’s a dialogue, a conversation between the artist and the world. And in this case, a very quick one. And you get this immediate, but deeply rooted, sense of place.
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