Striking similarities to the style of Stanley Spencer, too.
For myself, I appreciate art before 1800. I can see the skill and the mastery, but, apart from rare exceptions, it doesn’t grab me.
Then, around 1840, something extraordinary happened. It happened in England with the Pre-Raphaelites, and in France with the Impressionists. And it carried on, gradually losing power, until the 1950s. Where, in my opinion, art stopped.
Beyond that you have cartoons, jokes and downright fraud. The market came to dominate everything. Exclusivity became valued beyond sensibility, and art just became another money game, like music, or football.
Nowadays, “artists” can produce any low-grade crap they like, as long as people will pay for it. Particularly if they will pay to own the only copy there is.