Prentbriefkaart aan Joop Sjollema Possibly 1929

This postcard to Joop Sjollema is like a small, intimate canvas where Richard Nicolaüs Roland Holst has left a trace of himself. Imagine him there, pen in hand, the ink flowing as he composes not just a message, but a little piece of his mind. I see the script, those swooping lines and tight curves; I think of Cy Twombly's wild scribbles but with a measured intent. What was he thinking, I wonder, as he chose each word, each flourish? Was it a stream of consciousness, or carefully considered thought? The stamp anchors the card in time and place, a portal to a different era. It's a reminder that even in the simplest of gestures, like sending a postcard, there's room for art, for connection, for a painterly touch. We all leave marks of ourselves wherever we go; let's hope they are as beautiful as this.