Craig

Craig’s watercolors feel like someone paused the kitchen chaos to show you the mess. He painted the same year, 1804, over and over again—loaves cooling on a shelf, a boy with bellows, a chimney-sweep’s sooty hands—each one a little snapshot of daily life you’d usually miss. Why he stuck to 1804 nobody knows. Slide past the fancy labels and just look: he’s the guy who made your grandmother’s pantry look like art. Tap “Hot Loaves” first; it’s the one that still smells like fresh bread.