I've always admired John Singer Sargeant. The story of the commission of "Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose" and execution is interesting. (He'd rather play badminton than get on with it).
This is on my desktop. My icons fit neatly down each side.
It replaced this, which I'd had on various computer screens for years.
Our eldest granddaughter was sufficiently computer literate from an early age, (their father has an IT and facilitation company). When she was about five, on a visit to us was using my computer, just playing a game she'd brought with her. So was familiar with the painting.
A few weeks later her mother took her on a visit to one of her "posh friends." The woman had an "art book" on a coffee table. The child noticed it and opened it and had reached this illustration before the woman noticed her.
"Oh leave that alone darling, that book isn't for little girls.
The kid looked up and said "Where's the little cat?"
The photo had been cropped to fit in the book's pages, so there was no cat.
The woman was gob-smacked. Our daughter kept a straight face and casually said, "Oh, she likes art."
Amongst other artists, I've a lot of time for the illustrator, Norman Rockwell, who produced the front cover for the Saturday Evening Post every week for the best part of half a century. I first became aware of him in the late fifties when I was at grammar school as a copy always ended up in the school library a week after it had been finished with in the staff room. I also liked the adverts for the classic cars of that era.
As they say, "every picture told a story" O.K. the settings are contrived to help with this.