Brief aan Philip Zilcken before 1918

This is a note to Philip Zilcken by Cornelia van der Hart. I can imagine her hand moving across the page, the ink flowing, each word a delicate dance. It's like she's painting with language, each stroke a thought, a feeling. You can sense her presence in the curves and lines, almost see her brow furrow as she writes. It's a private moment made public, a whisper from the past. I bet she was thinking about the rhythm of her sentences, the sound of the words as she formed them. The texture of the paper. I see the influence of her contemporaries, but also her own distinct voice. It’s funny how a simple note can be so evocative, so full of life. It reminds me that all art is a form of conversation, a dialogue between artists across time and space. And like all good conversations, it leaves you with more questions than answers.