Monday, 25 February 2013

Onions - getting stinky

A friend of mine, Lou Webb, is working on a 2D platform video game called Mr Onion. You can find out more about the game and some of Lou's art on the Mr Onion Tumblr.

I had a nice lazy day today and had a walk around town and came across a big patch of wild onions in the botanics. Naturally Mr Onion popped into my head. So, I got home and did some sketches for a giggle. 

I was thinking, what on earth would an onion's super powers be? Well, power of the PEEL of course!!! Coincidence?? Anywho, Mr Onion readies a caustic onion-acid bulb blast to show us his pungent power. Whether this has any bearing on the actual game I have no idea, but it was fun to draw.

So, here's Themo's take on Mr Onion.

Enjoy!

Mr Onion gets stinky

Pencil sketch

Sunday, 10 February 2013

Grief

I originally wrote this in 2006 for a friend who lost a parent. I also made some drawings to go with it. It never quite sounded right and was a bit too playschool, so sat it in the recesses of my notebooks for another time. 

I was talking with a friend about the culture of grief and how it's so different depending on how/where you grow up. He mentioned that in some traditions people cover mirrors when they've suffered a loss so that they don't 'see' their own grief. It's so they can get on with their daily routine. I think I was raised in a culture where we are taught to stare in the mirror and challenge our grief. You talk and talk and talk about it and regiment your life around it like you're earning a degree in 'Dealing with Your Shit'. 

I realised it's all just different ways of busying yourself so that you can cope. I'm learning grief isn't something you conquer. You live through it. No one likes it. There's no way to excel at it because it happens in so many different ways over time in each of us; it moves and evolves in every individual. And whether you hide from it or face it like you were taught to do, you're still experiencing it in your own way.

But, the coversation shook something loose for me and reminded me of the first line 'Grief is like a mirror...' and suddenly I knew how this poem was supposed to be finished. So, here's my humble offering and the original 2006 illustrations. I think my project this month will be to finally finish it and bind a copy or two for myself and others.

Enjoy!

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Grief

Grief is like a mirror in which we stare agog.
It shows our pain and weakness, a burden for the slog.

Our grief is like a pebble stuck in between two cogs. 
It’s like a faulty treadmill set for an endless jog.

Themo H Peel - grief dog 
Some grief is like a hambone gnawed by a vicious dog.
Or it’s a widowed granny sat sadly on a log.

Grief chokes like a heron that's caught a great big frog;
Grief is like a stone bridge blocked by a troll named Trog.

 Themo H Peel - grief jar
Grief makes us lonely sailors, lost, guzzling grav’ly grog,
our heads abuzz with sadness shoved in a jar of smog.

Themo H Peel - grief rock
Grief is like a low tide that's trapped a pollywog,
or grey and giant boulders sinking in the bog.

Our grief is contradictions, a pipe we can’t unclog,
but will break for a new day, a slow yet clearing fog. 


Sunday, 3 February 2013

Infographic CV

To be honest, I'd never heard of an infographic CV until a mate asked me to create one for her.

It's not the most innovative but for someone who doesn't do stats, and for a first crack, it's pretty good.

The hardest part was converting a person, their skills and experiences into quantitative information. The trick, I found, was separating out the different types of information and creating separate 'charts' for each and tying them together. At the moment, they're only loosely hanging together through colour, but I'm sure given more time I could design something with a bit more of a coherent, overall theme.

Think I might have to make one for myself!

Enjoy!


Basic but pretty good first go.