My husband was a soldier during WW2 and he was stationed in Belgium for a while. While he was there he was walking down a street one day and saw a man carving. My husband watched this man as he sat on a step and carved these clogs. My husband said to the man how much he liked them and the man said that if he wanted them he could come back the next day and they would be painted. So my husband went back the next day and the man had painted the clogs. So my husband bought them and brought them home.