Handicraft Summer: Doctor Who Sneakers

Old sneakers

 So I had a pair of old black sneakers around... and decided that since I had so much free time this summer I would turn them into Doctor Who sneakers!








Started out by using textile paint to cover the sneakers in blue...

After 3 coats of paint

Draw a TARDIS on the back

Seal of Rassilon on the side

Police Box on the tip

Wrote "Allons-y" and Bad Wolf on the sides!

And now I have Doctor Who sneakers!!! 

Hope you like them =)

The Doctor

I met him a couple of weeks ago. I kind of introduced myself after reading about him for a long time now, and since I'm having the first real do-nothing-no-pending-issues-whatsoever vacation in a long time, I've been thinking about it non-stop. And who might this mysterious character be, you might ask... 

It's the Doctor.

Just like that.

So after around 6 hours of watching Doctor Who today I finally went out for a walk, a bit before sunset, in this beautiful city surrounded by mountains and people from all over the world. I sat there on a bench and watched, just watched people walk by for a couple of hours. And as I was doing so, I wondered: what is it about these stories that capture me so much? 

I started thinking about my daily life. Have I become so thirsty for something that I feel constantly parched for the next alternative reality? Have I lost the sense of wonder for the common, the ordinary? How can one make one's life fantastic?

And then I thought: I have had such a fantastic life so far... I might not be the most adventurous or passionate about everything person there is...but in the past few years I have felt so much wonder. I've been overcome so many times about the sheer beauty of the world, of my existence, of possibility. 

So I realized what I like about the Doctor so much, what I like about all these stories about different worlds. The fact that they are all created and dreamt about by some other normal and common human being. Just like me. It is that delightful human ability to create other realities, as well as our ability to experience them, if just for a moment, as we watch, as we read, as if they were real, that makes me keep wanting more. Whether I’m reading about it, or whether there’s someone narrating or acting them out, all these stories are somehow, for a moment, as real as I am.

It's art. It's wonder. It's something buried so deep within ourselves that comes out through that moment of almost out of body experience. It's our ability to create and re-create… it’s beautiful.

It made me feel like creating something. It makes me feel like re-creating myself (regenerate of the sorts??).

That was the feeling I had as I was watching all those people walking by. How we, I, can create things that are utterly fantastic. Not just to dream them, but bring them to life.

I felt in love with the world. 

I don't thing fantasizing is a waste of time... I just want to be introduced to more and more worlds in which to feel like a constant traveler. Constantly amazed. And learn from them that it is possible to experience that same feeling on some ordinary day,  sitting on an ordinary bench, just watching people walk by.

Allons-y!

Happy 50th birthday Doctor.