Jug c. 1936

Yolande Delasser made this drawing of a jug, but I don’t know when, or even with what. I love the feeling that she just started, kept going and then stopped. It's all about the surface, isn't it? The way the colors blend and bleed, the browns and reds creating this strange sense of light. The paint isn’t overworked, but it's enough. Look at how she lets the colors shift and change, almost like the jug is breathing. There’s a dark, shadowy patch on the side that feels almost like a Rorschach test. The jug reminds me of Morandi’s bottles, but more free and personal, less formal. With Morandi, you get the feeling that the painting is a kind of truth, while with this, it feels more like a question. What is a jug? What is a drawing?