Briefkaart aan Willem Bogtman Possibly 1920

This is the back of a postcard by Richard Nicolaüs Roland Holst. It's a small piece of paper, bearing the marks of postage and handwritten script, a humble messenger across time. I love how the stamp anchors the composition, its faded pink a gentle contrast to the cream of the card. The ink of the address bleeds slightly, like a watercolor wash, hinting at the human touch, the fallibility of process. Look closer and you’ll see ghostly numbers scrawled to the left, an echo of some forgotten calculation. It’s a palimpsest of intentions, where chance and design converge. The casual, confident handwriting reminds me of Cy Twombly’s scribbles, a dance between legibility and abstraction, inviting us to decode not just the words, but the energy of the hand that penned them. Art is just communication, right? It’s never really about the finished product, but the connection between people through stuff, made with love and intention. A bit like sending a postcard.