Vaas met klaprozen c. 1910

This vase with poppies was made by the Royal Copenhagen Porcelain Factory. It’s a world of white, and the poppies are pale grey, almost ghosts. I’m imagining the hands that shaped this, the turning of the wheel, the slow build of the form. You know, it's like a painter layering glazes to get that perfect depth, each coat revealing and concealing what came before. What was it like to feel that cool clay on your fingers, coaxing it into being? I bet the artist felt like they were in a conversation with the material, answering its questions and listening to what it wanted to become. The smooth surface, the delicate rendering of the poppy heads – they give this vase a kind of quiet intensity, a whisper of nature captured in porcelain. And that top! It's scalloped. Almost like a crown, for the flowers it will hold. It reminds me of Morandi’s still lifes. It’s all connected – this silent dialogue between artists, across studios and centuries. It's about seeing and feeling and making, and letting the work speak its own kind of truth.