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Vase de fleurs (1905-08)

Odilon Redon (French, 1840–1916)

A vase overflows with blooms—soft petals blur into dreamlike hues, dissolving the line between flower and mist. The arrangement feels alive, pulsing with color that seeps beyond its edges. Not a still life, but a whisper of something wild escaping the confines of form.
Vase De Fleurs (1910)

Odilon Redon (French, 1840–1916)

A burst of flowers spills from the vase, their petals soft yet electric against the dark. Each bloom hums with color, floating in a dreamlike haze where reality blurs at the edges. The arrangement feels alive—not just placed, but breathing.
Thistles (1906)

Tadeusz Makowski (Polish, 1882–1932)

Thistles rise defiantly, their spiky forms stark against a muted backdrop. The rough texture of leaves and prickly stems almost begs to be touched. A quiet tension lingers—something wild captured in stillness.
Bouquet of Flowers (ca. 1900–1905)

Odilon Redon (French, 1840–1916)

A dreamlike cluster of blooms floats against a hazy background, their petals glowing with soft pastel hues. The flowers seem to dissolve at the edges, as if caught between reality and imagination.
Basket of Fruit (circa 1864)

Édouard Manet (French, 1832–1883)

A woven basket overflows with ripe fruit—peaches, grapes, plums—their skins glowing against the dark background. The brushstrokes feel loose, almost careless, yet every shadow and highlight makes the fruit pulse with life. It’s not just a still life; it’s a feast waiting to be touched.
The soft porcelain of Sèvres Pl.17 (1892)

Edouard Garnier (French, unknown)

Delicate curves of Sèvres porcelain gleam under soft light, their surfaces smooth as eggshell. Each piece balances fragility with quiet strength, arranged in silent conversation. The play of shadows hints at unseen hands that shaped them, now stilled. A whisper of luxury lingers in the air.
Still Life with Apples and Pitcher (1872)

Camille Pissarro (French, 1830–1903)

Sunlight glows through ripe apples clustered beside a simple pitcher. Brushstrokes blur the line between fruit and vessel, their forms dissolving into dappled color. The ordinary becomes luminous—weightless yet solid, fleeting yet enduring.
A bouquet of poppies by the window

Olga Wisinger-Florian (Austrian, 1844–1926)

Sunlight spills through the window, igniting the poppies’ crimson petals. Their delicate stems bend slightly, as if whispering to each other. The bouquet pulses with life against the soft blur of the room beyond—a fleeting dance of color and light.
Field flowers (1916)

Tadeusz Makowski (Polish, 1882–1932)

A wild tangle of blossoms bursts from the canvas, their petals thick with paint. Rustic stems twist upward, carrying the untamed energy of an open meadow. The colors hum—golden yellows, deep blues, a flicker of crimson—each brushstroke alive with the raw simplicity of nature’s untended beauty.