Heidelandschap bij stormachtig weer before 1913

This etching, *Heidelandschap bij stormachtig weer* by Ch. Perrin, uses layers and layers of fine lines to build a world of atmospheric weather. I can feel the wind. The work feels so immediate, I get this sense that Perrin was right there, on site, with the needle in hand, translating what he saw into a system of marks, almost like shorthand. You know, dashes for grass, longer strokes for clouds, a kind of personal language made up of ink and paper. There is a real urgency and intensity to the marks. It makes me think about other artists like Van Gogh, making marks to describe a world, to describe an experience. It's like they're all in conversation, across time. Isn’t that cool? Every artist is kind of building on what came before, remixing it, adding their own voice. I think that's what art is really about, isn't it? An ongoing dialogue and a quest to turn feelings into form.