I have to preface this by saying that these are *children’s* shoes, and all the photographs are of said child wearing them. =) My thanks and copyrights on all of these images to Jeremy Tavan, 2012. I had promised the lovely mother of the young Master C. a pair of shoes for the young gentleman, and I was delighted to be able to finish them within just a short time frame (two days). That included taking measurements for other shoes, chatting with passers-by, and talking about historical shoes at the Much Ado About Sebastopol Renaissance Faire.
For reference, you might enjoy a size comparison between the small master and his mother:
And, because it’s simply too cute, a demonstration of the size of the last (with my hand as the reference – this is the only shot that is mine, for clarity’s sake). Talk about fitting in the palm of your hand!
Although much of my shoemaking is done at home, if I find myself at faire playing the erstwhile shoemaker, I make sure to bring my shoemaker’s bench, stool, bucket, and toolbox with me. This way, I’m always able to take a commission or do a quick repair (just don’t tell the cobbler’s guild!). Notice the essential “tool” at the far right side of the photo, necessary for getting through a long, hard day!
Fortunately, every now and then, a divine light finds itself in the lowly craftsman’s eye – one of the very few perks of being a shoemaker is assisting even the loveliest of ladies with a lace or a fitting. You can see the evidence for yourself!
Of course, in the end, the customer is the most important person in the transaction, and although there is a bit of room to grow in these, I dare say that they suit the young master quite well.