since about Victorian times (roughly 1837 on)
Pictures like this always remind me of the paintings I used to look at in Kenwood House in London when I was a child.Lucy
It would make a great card. A bit cute for me and reminds me of one of those 'perfect' childhoods. Never been to Kenwood - sounds good.
When I left the comment I started to say how these kinds of painting brought about conflicts in me . . . then stopped . . .I could see they were pretty, my parents seemed to admire the images but I knew I could never be like the children in the pictures, didn't really want to be like the children in the pictures, thought I ought to want to be like the children in the pictures . . . the result was that they loomed over me.I think it was a print of this we had at homehttp://www.englishheritageprints.com/low.php?xp=media&xm=538011- except I thought the title was 'The Dancing Lesson'.Lucy
I had a very good childhood, but I think all children feel that sort of insecurity. I doubt if I turned out what my Father especially realy wanted, and I know they would have liked more children, but they have genuinely done their best not to show these things over the years. I felt a lot of pressure as an only child and was no doubt spoilt rotten!
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