Mike Welch, Jr.
@welchy1776.bsky.social
History Educator guy, dad, husband, historical interpreter (James Warren, mostly) and wanna-be 18th century tailor. I don’t really DM, so don’t take it personally.
Mr James Warren, Esq. ambling through the woods at Plymouth, Province of Massachusetts, December 1774.
December 24, 2024 at 1:39 PM
Mr James Warren, Esq. ambling through the woods at Plymouth, Province of Massachusetts, December 1774.
Redcoat photo shoot. Private, Light Company HM 52nd Regt, late 1774
People often ask me “why portray a redcoat?”
My simple reply:” Somebody has to play the punching bag in our national narrative…”
It’s a bit more complicated than that. But, their story is an important part of ours as well.
People often ask me “why portray a redcoat?”
My simple reply:” Somebody has to play the punching bag in our national narrative…”
It’s a bit more complicated than that. But, their story is an important part of ours as well.
December 24, 2024 at 1:37 PM
Redcoat photo shoot. Private, Light Company HM 52nd Regt, late 1774
People often ask me “why portray a redcoat?”
My simple reply:” Somebody has to play the punching bag in our national narrative…”
It’s a bit more complicated than that. But, their story is an important part of ours as well.
People often ask me “why portray a redcoat?”
My simple reply:” Somebody has to play the punching bag in our national narrative…”
It’s a bit more complicated than that. But, their story is an important part of ours as well.
After a long stretch of sewing other things for other people, I finished my new coat for my impression of James Warren, Esq. Fully hand sewn except for four long interior seems that were also reinforced with machine stitching.
December 15, 2024 at 5:23 PM
After a long stretch of sewing other things for other people, I finished my new coat for my impression of James Warren, Esq. Fully hand sewn except for four long interior seems that were also reinforced with machine stitching.
When walking about the town, a gentleman must have his walking stick and if the occasion calls for it, a sword.
Pictured, a smaller ivory headed walking stick, another gentleman’s walking stick, and my trusty colichemarde (small sword) stowed in a corner during a visit to the tavern.
Pictured, a smaller ivory headed walking stick, another gentleman’s walking stick, and my trusty colichemarde (small sword) stowed in a corner during a visit to the tavern.
November 30, 2024 at 8:16 PM
When walking about the town, a gentleman must have his walking stick and if the occasion calls for it, a sword.
Pictured, a smaller ivory headed walking stick, another gentleman’s walking stick, and my trusty colichemarde (small sword) stowed in a corner during a visit to the tavern.
Pictured, a smaller ivory headed walking stick, another gentleman’s walking stick, and my trusty colichemarde (small sword) stowed in a corner during a visit to the tavern.