There’s something in this—and other antique children’s portraits—about the juxtaposition of cherubic cheeks with those formal clothes in a grown-up setting.
Not too, too long after my daughters were born, I decided to make them their own nineteenth-century portraits, using embroidery floss on linen. You’ll recognize my home in the back. And there's a bit of texture: the curls, flowers, and feathers are made from French knots.
The girls' first names and birthdates are cropped out, for their privacy, but I've left their middle names (of two beloved Prince Edward Island beaches) in place. You can see a hint of cross-stitched quilt squares in each corner.
And yes, I’d make my lad one, if I could figure how to dress him up. Did nineteenth-century boys wear Batman costumes for such portraits?