>> Having spent the weekend playing imagination-based games with a toddler where expensive toys were duly eschewed in favour of sticks and stones, I suddenly remembered how much fun I had aged six or seven, with my own lo-fi fun when I used to jump into books. Vaguely inspired by the jumping into chalk drawing scene from Mary Poppins, I thought diving feet first into my illustrated picture books and thus further destroying their spines, was a surefire way of escaping reality. Today, there are more effective ways of re-imagining and re-configuring your surroundings. Why not just superimpose your feet with Photoshop on to any image you can glean from Google? Or looking further down the line into the future, you might virtual reality it up with whatever new Google Glass-esque device so that your surrounding realm is a living fashion editorial? And yet there’s something pleasingly silly and antiquated about physically standing on a book. There might be slicker and more efficient ways of jumping into books but I’ll still be encouraging future lil’ ones (either mine or other people’s offpsring) to dream up a different realm when their feet meets paper.
Meadham Kirchhoff S/S 14 shoes on Wallflower by Deborah Turbeville