Dagbog. Side 87 1844

Curator: Here we have "Dagbog. Side 87," or "Diary. Page 87," from 1844, created by Johan Thomas Lundbye using drawing on paper. It’s…well, it's a page torn right out of someone’s life. Just look at that handwriting, those scribbled thoughts! It feels intensely personal. What stands out to you? Editor: The sheer volume of writing is striking. It almost feels overwhelming. The page looks so full, as if desperately trying to capture every fleeting thought. I wonder, what kind of mind produced such an overflow of ideas? Curator: Ah, but don't you feel the romance there? Lundbye's diary isn't just about recording facts; it’s a space where he wrestles with art, philosophy, and his innermost self. I wonder, could that act of physically writing down thoughts, almost a performance in itself, amplify one's sense of self and purpose? Almost as if by committing your ideas to the page, they somehow became... more real. More grounded? Editor: That’s an interesting perspective. So you see it not as chaotic, but as a passionate outpouring? Curator: Exactly! Remember this is Romanticism. It’s about emotion, experience. It's about trusting your instincts, however messy. Even the messiness, the scratching-out of lines, or words jammed together almost haphazardly, it makes me feel something quite sincere. I love to think about all of the little doodles and jottings he has kept safely hidden under lock and key until, perhaps now, uncovered for me! Do you still find it overwhelming? Editor: Maybe a little less so now. I still think I'd need a magnifying glass and a degree in calligraphy to actually read it, but I do understand the emotional connection you’re describing. It’s almost like glimpsing someone's soul. Curator: Exactly! And in art, that's sometimes all that matters. Feeling the soul behind the piece. Editor: Thank you for sharing your insight!