We art museum curators regularly enjoy moments of interaction with certain visitors to our galleries, usually but not always members of the general public. So it was yesterday afternoon, when, sharing the elevator with a young mother and her enormous pram, after a bit I complimented her on the extremely winning blue-eyed infant who was quietly but with alertness ogling me from those luxurious depths, all set about with rugs, blankets, rattles, soft toys, and whatnot. In a completely unexpected non sequitur to which I found it impossible to think of any sort of adequate response, while efficiently swinging the pram onto the fourth-floor, casually, over her shoulder, as if this were completely self-explanatory, the mother replied: “Oh, she’s just dropped in to see the Hogarths.”
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