I wish I knew the wee boys name....
I saw this photograph for sale by a New Zealand vendor and had to purchase it. Such a lovely thing and such a shame there is no photographer identification. I'm theorising that this dapper wee [probably blonde haired and blue eyed] fellow's dad died in World War 1 albeit he looks rather a happy wee chap with his little thumbs tucked into his pockets. It seems his mother, has made him into his fathers 'mini-me', wearing almost a miniature uniform with a 'kerchief tucked into his breast pocket. A flower that looks suspiciously like the Oxeye daisy is placed in the left lapel - maybe a favourite of the man whose memory inspired the photo originally? Or maybe to form a connection between the wee boy and the lost sailor - being that daisies represent innocence, gentleness and purity. An animal skin appears to be hiding a chair or similar that the boy is standing on and...