Waistcoat c. 1937

Jean Peszel rendered this watercolor 'Waistcoat' on paper, and I can just imagine the quiet focus it must have taken. Look at the way each line builds into an intricate grid, each tiny stroke forming a larger pattern, like musical notes combining into a melody. What was Peszel thinking as they built up these layers, one mark at a time? Were they lost in thought, or fully present in the moment? There's something both precise and intuitive about the composition. It reminds me of Agnes Martin's grids, but with a touch of folk charm. This piece isn't just a drawing; it’s a meditation on form, repetition, and the hidden rhythms of everyday life.