Briefkaart aan Willem Bogtman before 1926

This is an undated postcard to Willem Bogtman by Richard Nicolaüs Roland Holst, and it’s less about the visuals and more about touch, presence, and connection. Think about the act of writing, the pressure of the pen creating those delicate lines. Each stroke, a small performance. Look at the ink, how it pools and thins, each character drawn with intention. It's like watching someone think. Roland Holst is essentially using the paper as a canvas, mapping thoughts, directions, and feelings. There's a casual elegance here, in the way the words dance across the surface. It reminds me of Cy Twombly, but instead of broad gestural strokes, we get these tight, controlled bursts of communication. It’s a reminder that art can be quiet, intimate, a simple act of reaching out. The beauty is in the gesture, not the grand statement. Art is an ongoing conversation, a letter, if you will.