Doctor Who: Creating TARDIS

Creating the Thirteenth Doctor traveling away from some undefined threat, is joyful about her new body shape, thankful she’s not fat, and gazing out at the stars as she travels slowly through Space.

Crunching the AI, and reading the comments… she’s going to need an EPIC story arc, a great love interest that the fans will relate to, and some good stories, some amazing special effects – she’s going to have to run up ceilings like Trinity, and fart diamonds in order to be taken seriously, but she might bring back the fans that were alienated by Capaldi….

Just one thing… Please… I do not want an anthology format. It’s going to have to poop miracles to be any good as a drama – because beeb dramas are so anodyne and boring — this is not the target audience for Tolstoy, or Wolf Hall — after Game of Thrones, these things are snoozathons.

I really wasn’t mad about the forced two-parters in the series before last – it put me off reviewing and they’re good only when they serve a narrative purpose not when they fulfil a formatting diktat, and the individual stories are good because they can stand alone, or be part of the whole arc. RTD and SM did this and it worked. This is part of the baby, not the bathwater!

Why I like Star Trek is Science Fiction is more than just a Broadchurch, single drama, elongated to fit 6 episodes. Rather it is a canvas for exploring interesting concepts. The first two seasons of Torchwood were awesome, but after everyone died, it became the Gwen and Jack show and spluttered through long-winded repetitive cliffhangers before it curled up inside its own bottom and was subsumed by its own creator.

So yes.

Anyway, back to the point of the post. The response to my TARDIS was pretty much silent, so I wondered if people could see what went into it. So I made a video about it. As an artist, it is a real Torchwood to have to add cameras and think about recording in 10 minute bursts (ta Nikon, Sony)… but I have dug out the old iPhone 5C – wiped everything off it except what I need and hopefully it creates something less intensive in the admin department in the future.

I’m not a great movie maker, but this has been sped up to give you an idea of how Thirteenth Doctor came about.

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Thirteenth Doctor Who, Who are You?

Doctor who is a lady in a small wooden box that travels through time and space
Doctor Who is a lady in a small wooden box that travels through time and space…

Well, it’s been some time since I’ve written about Doctor Who, and it’s not because of anything other than writing takes up more time than I have with everything else happening. I’ve been watching the new Series from Christopher Eccleston’s regeneration, and I’ve just moved onto David Tennant. Loving it. Working up to writing some more in depth reviews. If only I had a time  machine eh? I’d hover in a gap of 5 minutes and write for hours of earth hours.

So I received the news that the Doctor was going to regenerate into a lady-shaped body in good humour. I felt finally, I could enjoy the show relating to the Doctor in new ways. I know it’s going to provoke outrage, men feel emasculated. It’s not true, they aren’t actually being emasculated, it just seems that way due to perceptions that may need to shift with the force of Thor’s thrustful hammer.

But I do wonder if we’re going to experience more resistance as the tender gender bias is challenged. I sincerely hope that the show doesn’t end up the same way Torchwood did. There are certain things that work, and individual stories are one of them. This is what makes Star Trek so good, and so prolific. I have similar fears over the new Star Trek and whether it is just planning to be an overlong, single note movie bedecked in lens flares.

So, back to the subject of my post, then I started working on several TARDIS canvases using distinctly different techniques, I plan on sharing these as they progress. This one was my favourite concept, I liked the look of monochrome with hints of blue and a cheeky streak or two of pink. What would she look like? I suppose this is important for the costume designer to get right. But in the absence of any source material at all, I started shaping her onto the canvas using a small brush and a few reference pictures of her facial features.

I included a bow tie as a nod to Matt Smith, and a waistcoat and red lined tailored coat to wink at Peter Capaldi – what a doctor. I really need to get reviewing the last season because it was just brilliant. I do not know what the sad people are on about, I do wonder if they watched the same show as me? Science Fiction is by it’s very nature, socially, and politically experimental. It enables writers and thinkers to project ideas into other contexts so that we can learn something new about how we experience the world. Seriously, read some Asimov, it’ll blow your mind!

So the original artwork is bigger than my usual miniature canvases — need to check but I reckon it’s 40″ x 50″…and she’s not for sale. But I am willing to share her, and to that end, she is available at my shop on RedBubble — Please stop by. She also looks good on other things, so please take a few moments to enjoy her in other ways. I’d appreciate that so much. Thank you.

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The Quintessential Nature of Questions

True Artist  © Nicki Ki, All Rights Reserved

Look at this handsome guy playing to anyone on this bridge over the River Thames. I love buskers, I admire their bravery. This muso was a little harder to tip from where I was below, but as we waved to one another, one human connected with another for a moment, captured in RAW … so, if you see him on this suspension bridge in London, please stop by to listen and drop him a couple of quid. Tell him I sent you.

Having taken a much needed hiatus from all my social networking endeavours to pursue real world matters and separate the money from my art, I feel a little better. I’ve learned a lot about mail-flaps too – but that’s another post for a different day.

So on my journeyings from when I last blogged, I’ve rested the savage beasties from the past, focused in on not only living in the moment, but also from the heart, and discovering that all the while my previous experiences forged the means of self-discovery, the vehicle with which I torment myself is still me!



When things start going well, it’s as if my fear of success wrestles everything to the ground.


For example, I’ll have a great day – most people would deem to be successful, awesome and something to write home about… instead of just allowing myself the feeling of just feeling relaxed, positive, centred and good – have a glass of Rioja, put my feet up… I’ll spend most of afterward fixating on the minutiae of my own humanity, destroying every remnant of goodwill I could be feeling toward myself.

Social anxiety is like a pyromaniacal scorpion!

The thing is, now I know I’m doing it, and I can stop it when I’m aware, awareness doesn’t automatically equate to permanent resolution, I’ve really got work hard to negotiate my intimidating, roaring, wildly bellowing, shadow opponent down from that mind-tree.


Clarity is here
Joined by stark obviousness
I am now, now what?

The way forward
Through another tunnel
The way in
the way out

Mercurial haste
Lays temperate waste

I want to break free
I don’t want to fly


Hemmed into a corner with few cords binding
Last bonds impermanent
Still holding fast

Once unencumbered
Bonds transmutation to wings
Quintessential questions

What now?

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Four seasons of yellow

Yellow subjects mellow yellow

No time to dilly dally, going to finish the shopping today, and I’m only just sort of in the mood having spent three days in bed, first tending to, and then sick with my little one… winter bugs!

I’m looking forward to just getting out into the fresh air.

If you were wondering, my collages are made from photos I’ve taken. No monkey is going to use my camera for selfies!

Yellow daisies on a summer’s day reflect warm rays from Sun’s fingers. Occasionally dust in twilight skies give yellow overtones, brightening up the evening’s ambience. Dandelions twirling in little fingers, plucked before transforming to a wishing flower. Sunlight casts shadows on cream fabric, deepening yellow tones, boosting warmth. If there’s anything more yellow than a sunflower, it’s daisies, or daisy centres especially at Spring. Yellowed toadstools share the autumn floor with golden leaves. Christmas lit yellow incandescent light contrasts with bright coloured baubles to elucidate the greyest day’s darkness.

Seasonal Yellow

Earth Air Fluid Heat
Yellow smiles, reflects sunlight,
Emboldens cowards

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Artwork: Pen and Ink Peter Capaldi

Peter Capaldi 300dpi

“I’m the Doctor, I’ve lived for over 2,000 years and not all of them were good. I’ve made many mistakes, and it’s about time I did something about that.” 

Completed in Pen and Ink last night, this is a drawing of the iconic promotional picture of Peter Capaldi that heralded the announcement of the new doctor, copied from the Radio Times. I’ve been working really hard to improve my pen and ink skills especially by getting the likeness of people right. This one of Peter Capaldi was time consuming but relatively easy, Catrin Stewart (Jenny Flint) is a lot harder for some reason. I think I’m going to try Jenna Coleman (Clara Oswald) next.

Watched “Into the Dalek” (episode 2, season 8) last night and I’m busy percolating on the angle to take for the next analysis. 

Drop your thoughts in the comments box below.