Prentbriefkaart aan Anna Dorothea Dirks Possibly 1925 - 1927

This is a postcard to Anna Dorothea Dirks by Johan Huizinga, and what gets me is the *process* of sending a message. The marks of the pen feel so intimate, like a direct line to the writer’s thoughts, a kind of automatic drawing. Look at the handwriting, its swoops and dives! The ink sits right on the surface, almost floating there. You can see the pressure of the pen, how it varies to create thicks and thins. It's all very immediate. These aren’t just words; they’re gestures, little performances. It makes me think of Cy Twombly. There's something so human, so vulnerable, in these handwritten notes. They remind us that art, in any form, is really just a conversation, a way of reaching out and connecting across time. It’s not about perfection, it’s about the messy, beautiful act of communication.