Brief aan Jan Veth Possibly 1901 - 1906

This is a letter by Max Liebermann, but without a date. I see it, the looping and knotting of the words, the density of the information on the page. Imagine Liebermann writing this, the scratching of the nib across the page, the ink bleeding ever so slightly into the fibers of the paper. You can feel him here, a mind on fire, jotting down thoughts and impressions. He's wrestling with ideas about art and artists, grappling with the tricky business of taste and judgment. Maybe he's thinking about how other people will react to his words. It is an artwork in itself, isn't it? An intimate glimpse into the mind of the artist as he navigates the world of painting and ideas. It feels like a conversation across time, a connection to the artists who came before and those who will come after. It's all part of this ongoing dialogue, this messy, beautiful, endless exchange.