Jug c. 1937

Charles Garjian made this drawing of a Jug, but when, we don’t know. Look closely at the way the jug is rendered with such precision. It’s like he's mapping the object, a methodical process that reveals its form through delicate marks. The texture is what gets me here. It’s not just brown, it’s a constellation of tiny specks, a field of color that vibrates. You can see the way the light hits the jug, how it curves and swells, how each little imperfection adds to its character. The handle, thick and sturdy, looks like it’s been gripped by countless hands. It makes you feel the weight of the jug, its presence in a room. There's a real intimacy here, a sense of the artist spending time, patiently observing and recreating every detail. This feels like a quiet conversation with a humble object, much like Morandi's still-life paintings, where the mundane becomes profound through careful attention. Art isn’t always about grand statements. Sometimes it's about noticing the beauty in the everyday.