Historical Cutout Photo Ops

I don't know if I have a secret thing for these, but after perusing the chip on our camera, I continue to show up in a lot of them. I think Simone goads me into it when I'm half in the bag and, well... feeling a bit bold and slightly kittenish.

The top three photos were taken at Valley Forge where I was trying to channel a myriad of emotions that I felt George Washington must have been going through during that harsh winter: desperate longing, pain from a bunion and casual indifference to suffering.

These bottom four were snapped in Philly on July 4th of last year. They were part of an Abraham Lincoln exhibit celebrating freedom, liberty, unity, emancipation and a load of other such horseshit that our country purports to represent.