Brief aan Philip Zilcken 1911 - 1930

Rose Imel penned this letter, "Brief aan Philip Zilcken," to Philip Zilcken, using ink on paper. The ink is pale, translucent, like a memory fading. The strokes are thin and delicate, a spiderweb of thought laid bare. It's not just the words, it's the way they're placed, almost hesitant, as if she’s feeling her way through the sentence. Look at the 'S' in "silence" - that elongated curve, a sigh escaping the pen. There's a real intimacy here. I think of Cy Twombly, scribbling poems to himself, or maybe even Hilma af Klint, channeling messages from other realms. It makes you wonder, what secrets are hidden in these handwritten lines?