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Mojari is a style of handcrafted footwear. They are traditionally made by artisans mostly using tanned leather. The uppers are made of one piece of leather or textile embroidered and embellished with brass nails, cowry shells, mirrors, bells and ceramic beads. Some product range also uses bright and ornate threads.As it evolved through the centuries and is being produced by individual artisans, products vary in designs and colours. It encapsules cultural diversity, local ethos and ethnicity.
This particular style of embroidery is done by artisans from Rajasthan and Gujarat.
They complement the Indian ethnic wear (churidar and the traditional full circle long skirt) quite well.
My new shoes from Martin + Osa that I bought yesterday. I wore them outside for the first time today. They're made by Bloch, a company that makes dance shoes and now street shoes, apparently. (My dance shoes for the wedding were Blochs.) These are the most comfortable ballet flats I've ever had--comfortable enough even to wear without little socks underneath.
We have been on the road for six days, (1600 miles) and I have only worn these shoes the entire time. I have never stuck with one pair of shoes for days in a row in my life. But they have had to share space with my camera. A little too cozy.
ODC: shoes
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Visiting Japan after 10+ years was fun! When we arrived, our friends brought us to an Izakaya in Yushima, Tokyo. They had cute lockers for the shoes.
I processed a balanced and a paintery HDR photo from a RAW exposure, merged them, and carefully adjusted the color balance and pulled the curves.
-- © Peter Thoeny, CC BY-NC-SA 4.0, HDR, 1 RAW exposure, NEX-6, _DSC5330_hdr1bal1pai1d
Illustrated shoes for Doble Sentido. See my blog for details.
Zapatos ilustrados para tienda Doble Sentido
I found this old shoe in back of this house in the leaves.
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It looked to be about a size 6, or smaller. An woman's shoe, not a child's, since women's feet were typically smaller years ago. It still had the metal tab on the bottom of the shoe where the arch and heel connect, but the engraving wasn't legible. I carried this shoe around, took it in the car, thought better of it, and set it down on the front porch steps. After getting my courage up, I went into the house. The saddest thing I had ever seen. Evidently, the woman there liked to quilt, for there were bags of quilting materials, old clothing from young ones long ago, old toys, WWI or WWII trench coat, rosary beads on the wood stove - all scattered on the floor. You couldn't even see the floor! It was like the person passed away, and it was all just left. The front door was left open, and the glass was broken. I thought about that place for two days after, and I think it's a shame......