Jacket c. 1900 - 1910

This jacket, of unknown origin, sits here quietly, a legacy of anonymous hands. The maker understood process, knew that a patient, iterative approach can yield something extraordinary. What strikes me is the texture. You can almost feel the fabric, that slightly rough but yielding surface that holds the pattern. The yellow is warm, not quite gold, but leaning that way, covered with a pattern of small red and black motifs. And then there's the lining, a vibrant, silky red that peeks out. It's like a hidden burst of energy, contrasting beautifully with the muted exterior. Imagine the hours spent creating this thing, each stitch, each carefully placed motif contributing to the whole. You see the commitment to the process, to the act of making. For me, it’s like a quieter, more restrained Klimt. It’s a piece that reminds us that art is an ongoing conversation, echoing through time.