Pocket c. 1936

Rosalia Lane made this watercolour painting of a pocket at an unknown date. The delicacy of touch here is so enchanting, isn't it? I imagine Lane, brush in hand, carefully charting the intricate details of this pocket, a piece of fabric art, with its floral motif and delicate beaded trim. There’s something deeply satisfying in the way she renders the tassels, each stroke precise yet imbued with a sense of softness. The colour palette is muted, gentle, yet the composition exudes a quiet confidence. Lane's work reminds me of those quiet moments in the studio, when the world outside fades away, and all that remains is the intimate dance between hand, eye, and subject. You can sense a conversation happening between her and the object. It's a conversation between form and function, between artistry and utility, and one that invites us to contemplate the beauty in the everyday.