Vaas c. 1912

This vase was made at De Porceleijne Fles, and it feels like a moment captured, a conversation frozen in ceramic. Look at how the colours swim into each other, especially in the peacock's tail; it's like watching watercolor spread on wet paper, an act of controlled chaos. The texture is smooth, but the paint isn't shy. You can almost feel the brushstrokes in the green flourishes, bold and declarative. This isn't about hiding the process; it's about celebrating it. The peacock, front and centre, feels a bit like a heraldic emblem, proud but slightly goofy, as if it doesn't quite know what to do with all that splendor. It reminds me of James Ensor, that Belgian weirdo who painted high society with a satirical twist. Ultimately, this vase isn't just a vessel; it's a statement, a little play on form and decoration that shows us that art doesn't always have to take itself so seriously. It's an ongoing game of give and take.