In "My Reminiscences" By Ronald Sutherland Gower, there is a story about Esther's father, James Lee Kenworthy:
"Then there was our drawing-master, or rather masters, for we had several: but Mr. Kenworthy was the principal of these.
The good worthy man came from Ealing; like [the music master] he had to climb to the top of Stafford House where his pupils awaited him. How he labored with geometrical cubes and squares, globes and quaint-shaped bodies, in order to teach us the art of shading and the mysteries of chiaroscuro, nobody can tell. Mr Kenworthy was very like Liston in feathures. One hot summer's day, when I had left my work to wander on the balcony of our study that overlooks the Mall and the towers of Westminster, thinking that I had been too long out in the sun, and without considering that the window was not open, he thrust his head through the glass. There it remained transfixed, the features manifesting extreme surpise mixed with horror, for a collar of broken and jagged glass surrounded his outstretched neck. Luckily he was not even scratched, but there was little more drawing done that morning, though a good deal of laughing.
It was Mr. Kenworthy who gave me my first lesson in modelling. I find that in July 1854 he brought us modelling tools and clay, wherewith we constructed figures from which we afterwards drew in chalk..."Direct _link_:
GowerInteresting details about Gower's life: he inspired one of Oscar Wilde's witty puns:
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