Strook zwarte kant, aan beide zijden geschulpt met bloemmotief, op karton c. 1925

This is a length of black lace with scalloped edges and a floral motif by Gustav Schnitzler, mounted on cardboard. When you look at this lace, do you see it as an object, or as a process? The way the delicate threads intertwine, forming a pattern that's both intricate and airy, feels like watching a dance unfold. There’s a tension there, a pull between the density of the black and the lightness of the design. It makes me think about how we construct our own patterns, the choices we make, and the traces they leave behind. I'm drawn to the way the lace spills over the edge of the cardboard, as if it can't be contained. That small piece on the extra card is a punchy addition! It's a reminder that art is never really finished. It's always in conversation with itself, with the world, with us. Just like life, art is about embracing the messy, the unresolved, the beautifully ambiguous. Think about Eva Hesse, and how she worked with string!