The still life, in facets
Everything else is hand-painted illusion in the brown-gray shards of Analytic Cubism: a stemmed wineglass, a pipe, a knife, a slice of lemon, a scalloped white form (a shell, or the frilled edge of a napkin — scholars read it both ways) — the remains of a drink and a light meal, dissolving into planes. The old painted fakery sits right beside the glued-on real thing.