All I can tell is that they [some small landscapes Bilders painted in Savoy, which were exhibited there] are more blatant than in my studio, and seco… - Gerard Bilders

version in original Dutch / citaat van Gerard Bilders' brief, in het Nederlands: Ik heb daar dan ook [in het museum ] reeds Vrijdag 11. een rustpunt gevonden voor grooten stier. Ik ben namelijk begonnen het schaap met het lammetje te copiëren, wat geene zeer gemakkelijke taak zal zijn, niettegenstaande de groote eenvoudigheid. Hoe langer ik die schilderij bezie, hoe meer schoonheden er voor mij in zichtbaar worden, en wanneer ik niet stellig en zeker wist, dat ik binnen 's Gravenhage op het Mauritshuis voor mijn schilderezel zat, zou ik denken, dat de beesten leefden en mij, even als in de weide te Oosterbeek, met hunne domme gezichten aanstaarden en vroegen: - wat doe je toch?

For me Ruisdael is the true man of poetry, the real poet. There is a world of sad, serious and beautiful thoughts in his paintings. They possess a soul and a voice that sounds deep, sad and dignified. They tell melancholic stories, speak of gloomy things and are witnesses of a sad spirit. I see him wander, turned in on himself, his heart opened to the beauties of nature, in accordance with his mood, on the banks of that dark gray stream that rustles and splashes along the reeds. And those skies!.. .In the skies one is completely free, untied, all of himself.. ..what a genius he is! He is my ideal and almost something perfect. When it storms and rains, and heavy, black clouds fly back and forth, the trees whiz and now and then a strange light breaks through the air, and falls down here and there on the landscape, and there is a heavy voice, a grand mood in nature; that is what he paints; that is what he [Ruysdael] is imaging.

I always have the most sympathy for that painting of mine, which the other people appreciate the least. It gives me the impression of an outcast and it takes on a romantic-interesting quality. I therefore always put this work first and want to prove to everyone that he is wrong if he does not appreciate this above all my other works. It is certainly rather foolish, and I do not know, it comes from an 'esprit de contradiction' or just from pity. The bad end has something attractive, one has sympathy for it.