Tuinpad met wilgen by Floris Verster

Tuinpad met wilgen 1890

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print, etching

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print

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etching

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landscape

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realism

Dimensions: height 140 mm, width 200 mm

Copyright: Rijks Museum: Open Domain

Curator: Let’s turn our attention to Floris Verster's 1890 etching, currently housed in the Rijksmuseum: “Tuinpad met wilgen," or "Garden Path with Willows." An intimate look at nature, wouldn't you say? Editor: It strikes me as rather melancholy, actually. The copper plate gives everything this sepia-toned antique feel, but beyond that, the scraggly, bare trees have an almost haunted quality. Like something out of a Grimm fairytale. Curator: Haunted, perhaps, but in a comforting, familiar way? The winding path pulls me into the composition. Garden paths often represent the journey of life, with all its twists and turns, the bare trees here, the stark reality. It suggests a kind of cyclical renewal – a realistic, natural progression. What visual symbolism catches your eye? Editor: The fence. Fences are all about boundaries, enclosures, and perhaps the limits of what we can truly know or possess. In psychoanalytic terms, they are often tied to ego boundaries – how we separate ourselves from the outside world. It certainly gives the natural elements in the piece a feeling of confinement. I also think of "Willows" - it always has this aura of sorrow in art. Curator: Fascinating. For Verster, nature wasn’t just scenery. It was a source of profound emotion. And this medium – the etching – it lends itself to expressing such complex sentiment. What’s intriguing is how he coaxes light out of all this darkness, no? He scrapes and scratches his way to this glimmering pathway. It seems incredibly labored – almost devotional. Editor: Exactly. The way the light struggles is the whole point. This isn't some carefree frolic in the sun; it’s about confronting the often harsh realities of nature and finding beauty – or at least solace – within it. Curator: I love that – the solace. And now, reflecting, perhaps that’s where I land, too. A sort of quiet, internal sanctuary amidst the…complexity. Editor: A melancholic but accepting stroll towards, or away from, a particular reality… art holds space to reconcile both, beautifully.

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