Martwa natura z dzbanem i owocami 1915

Tadeusz Makowski made this still life painting of a jug and fruit, with oil, probably sometime in the early 20th century. It's all soft browns and muted greens, that sink into one another. You know, sometimes painting feels like sifting through mud to find gold. Here, look how the paint is scrubbed into the canvas, especially in the background. See how these hazy, criss-crossing strokes give the impression of objects without really defining them? It's like a memory of a still life, rather than a photograph of one. And then the tablecloth, with these very definite rectangles, like tiles, anchoring everything. I see echoes of Cézanne in the way Makowski flattens the space, and the earthy palette reminds me of some of Morandi's quieter moments. But really, this painting is all Makowski. It's a reminder that art is just one big conversation, artists riffing off each other across time. It's all still life, you know? Jugs, fruit, and endless possibility.