Tragic Victorian artist

Re Circuit observation last evening;
it was just impossible to keep him indoors; you can't explain to a cat why he's suddenly cooped up on a summer evening while his bro is batting about right under the window.
If his eyes don't go back to normal I'll give him another W-dose.

I'm quite interested in reading outdoors about Victorian painters atm after seeing Frank Brangwyn's work at the W Morris Gallery,
e.g. Benjamin Haydon who used too small a calibre pistol when he attempted/committed suicide, and had to (presumably) stagger about hacking with a straight razor at his cravat, collar and throat till he finally killed himself.

his self-portrait from c 1845