Isabel Wachenheimer met haar neven Klaus en Werner Zürndorfer, in de tuin van de familie Wachenheimer in Stuttgart, 1935 1935

This photograph was taken in Stuttgart in 1935 and shows Isabel Wachenheimer with her cousins. You know, photography, like painting, is all about mark making. The way the light hits the lens, the grain of the film—these things create a texture, a feel. Here, the greyscale tones lend a somber quality to the scene. But look closer, and you see the light catching the edges of the leaves, the soft shadows on the steps. It's all about the interplay of light and dark. There’s a quiet tension in the way the children are posed, a moment caught between laughter and something more serious. It reminds me of some of Gerhard Richter's early photo-based paintings, where he blurs the line between representation and abstraction, memory and history. The image becomes less about what is depicted and more about the feeling it evokes. Art doesn't have to be loud to be powerful; sometimes, the quietest voices speak the loudest.