Militairen met een fiets by Anonymous

Militairen met een fiets 1941 - 1945

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photo of handprinted image

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pale palette

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reduced colour palette

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muted colour palette

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pale colours

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ink paper printed

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light coloured

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white palette

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soft colour palette

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watercolor

Dimensions height 87 mm, width 62 mm

Curator: Here we have “Militairen met een fiets,” which translates to “Soldiers with a bicycle,” an anonymous work dating from 1941 to 1945, currently held at the Rijksmuseum. Editor: My first thought? A muted dream. A sea of greys, like the world's holding its breath. The photo is almost sepia, whispering secrets of a bygone time. And then there's that bicycle... so unexpectedly domestic in this lineup of dark uniformed figures. Curator: Exactly, that contrast is potent. It encapsulates a broader anxiety in representing military power. This image, likely circulating privately during the occupation, wouldn’t appear in any state-sponsored publication. The artist or photographer subtly questions authority. Editor: The image feels haunted, though. Everyone aligned but turned inwards, into their own dreads maybe? You sense, underneath all the formality, an immense disquiet. It speaks to the burden of the moment. A quiet march towards nowhere pleasant. Curator: The soft focus and washed-out tones play a role, giving it that air of uneasy remembrance. Think about the period this originates from—amidst occupation. These types of subdued works often functioned as visual acts of quiet defiance, documenting daily life tinged with loss and disruption. The banality is part of the point. Editor: I think it also gives it a timeless feel. Even outside of the specific historical context, there is something resonant in the portrait. Curator: Absolutely. These grainy tones, a sort of melancholy witness, keep the emotions raw even decades later. Editor: So, beyond historical context, do you believe this image offers something on a more visceral, human level? Curator: Without a doubt. It reveals the small tragedies humming underneath the grand narratives of history—making us consider who carries them and where. Editor: An important thing to reflect on. The world never felt so bleak! Curator: Indeed. The power in that quiet observation. Editor: Exactly, so much louder.

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