Staande en zittende figuur (nauwelijks waarneembaar), onder wie een meisje gekleed in een blauwe jurk 1907 - 1930

This photograph, or whatever it is, was made by Adolphe Burdet. This image is like a ghost, or a memory barely held. The surface, if you can call it that, is all scuffed up, like it's been through a lot, or maybe wasn't even taken care of from the start. It has these white scratches all over, they remind me of Cy Twombly. But then you look closer, and there's a girl sitting in a blue dress. The blue isn't really blue, it's more like a shadow, and maybe that's the point. The way the figure is barely there, it feels like time is slipping away, or trying to get back to something. I think of artists like Gerhard Richter, who also played with photography and abstraction, smearing and obscuring the image. It's like Burdet is showing us how fragile images are, how easily they can fade or transform. It’s like he's saying: don't trust what you see.