I was telling my daughter the other day that I wasn't very keen on Walter Sickert, and she said she thought he was a wonderful painter. And then today I ran across this painting, which is called 'The Acting Manager; or Rehearsal, The End of the Act', and I liked it very much, so here it is. For an explanation of the rather puzzling title, you can read a bit more about it here. Confusingly he did another painting of the same sitter with the same title but in a completely different setting and pose.
I think I rather went off Sickert when I read Patricia Cornwell's book Portrait of a Killer, which argues that Sickert was Jack the Ripper. I didn't think she was all that convincing but it did make me think that some of his paintings are pretty disturbing. Not that that is a bad thing, of course -- I've just read an amazingly disturbing novel by Beryl Bainbridge called Harriet Said... and it was absolutely brilliant -- I will be reviewing it in June. Anyway I shall give Sickert another chance so you may be seeing more of him before too long.