Silver Ladle c. 1937

Hester Duany made this drawing of a 'Silver Ladle' with graphite on paper. I imagine Duany carefully observing the object, noticing how light plays across the smooth, reflective surface of the ladle. The drawing isn't just a copy; it's more of an exploration. It makes me think about the act of looking, and how drawing can be a way to really see something, to understand its form and texture in a deeper way. It's like she’s feeling her way around the object, letting the graphite capture the subtle curves and angles. Maybe she thought about the weight of the silver in your hand, the cool touch of the metal. What would it be like to use this ladle? It’s a quiet, contemplative piece, and I appreciate its understated beauty.