Brief aan Philip Zilcken Possibly 1909

Here's a letter written by W.J.G. van Meurs, who was born in the late 19th century, with ink on paper. Imagine Van Meurs sitting at his desk, the nib of his pen scratching across the page, the words flowing from his mind. Look at the elegant loops and curves of the script, each stroke a gesture, a little dance on the page. What thoughts or feelings might have been running through his head as he wrote? A formal note? A heartfelt sentiment? The energy of the moment, captured in ink. Maybe he paused, mid-sentence, contemplating the right word, the perfect phrase. I wonder if he enjoyed writing. This letter reminds me that even the most utilitarian of art forms, like handwriting, is an act of creation, a conversation between the artist and the world. We have to consider it a form of expression, and a gesture of communication between one person to another. It's a dance of ideas, a subtle choreography of ink and emotion.