Jam Crock c. 1940

This is Carl Buergerniss's watercolor of a Jam Crock. I imagine this jam crock sitting on a windowsill with light streaming across its surface. Buergerniss has created a real presence, hasn’t he? The crock has a slightly wonky, hand-made feel. The glaze is earthy and warm. I'm thinking about Buergerniss, painting this vessel, his quiet concentration, slowly building up the subtle layers of color, capturing its essence. The painting feels very respectful to the object itself. I imagine him stepping back, squinting, adjusting his palette, trying to get the tones just right. It's a simple, everyday object, yet Buergerniss elevates it, gives it a kind of quiet dignity. He reminds me of Morandi, who spent his life painting humble bottles and pots. There's a generosity, a desire to communicate the inherent beauty in simple things. It reminds me that art isn't always about the grand gesture, it can also be about the small, intimate moment.