Its almost unpardonable in its sentimentality. Almost a crime to get sucked into the trite, obvious and even vulgar. But then painting is merchandise. There was a long period where hack, formula art was considered a patriotic defense of the purity and sanity of art and its corresponding social and religious values against attacks by what were considered insane, mad boors in the name of entrenching privilege against types like Delacroix, Manet and Gericault reinforcing the axiom that honesty can be a very dangerous policy. Delacroix said an academician “taught beauty as one teaches arithmetic.”…
For some reason, in Salon painting, animals were often painted in the same vein as children; basically, offensively coy images, self consciously engaged in being cute. Cows and sheep held an almost unhealthy fascination for Salon painters, perhaps as an urbanzied recollection of bygone pastoral days which now saw the cow transplanted into the living room as a familiar phenomenon. Rosa Bonheur in France was one of the most conspicuous animal painters conveying the same type of human attributes into animals so commercially viable in the work of a Landseer. Animals then enjoyed the same emotional gamut as the French nude.