I'm gradually sorting through a lot of vintage and antique photos and selling them...I have wayyyyy too much stuff. More stuff than I could ever need. It's a wonderful thing to be able to see beauty, or potential, or artistic possibilities in mundane objects from the past, but it unfortunately leads to...too much stuff! Yesterday I came across the photo above. It just slays me! The tiny WWI soldiers uniform (complete with puttees!!), the wee wicker chair, and God help me, the cigarette! And most of all the expression on his face! That kid's not a ham, he's the whoooole pig!
I'm seriously struggling with parting with this picture!