I just finished a great project for OxPARC making about a million illustrations for their website. OxPARC is an NHS centre that treats rheumatoid conditions (arthritis, basically) in young people. I worked with their staff, the patients and the patient's parents to develop a cast of kids and teens to populate near every page of the site. They're a diverse bunch, as you might expect, and every one of them has a pet.
There are more illustrations up on my portfolio site, or you can see the full set as nature intended by clicking through the OxPARC site.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
The Tiger's Wife
Child friendly alternative book cover for the Orange Prize 2011 winner (about a mythologised Yugoslavian history, not Tiger Woods' marriage).
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
What I did on my other holidays
In July Charlotte and Archie and Charlotte and I took a double-date trip to smug central in the South of France.
We stayed in Charlotte's family house in Le Vernet, a little village up in the mountains. All the villagers hated us immediately because we beat them at pétanque.
After one night we headed south to Sete - "the Venice of Languedoc" - where we set up camp for the weekend. We were there for the Worldwide Festival, showcasing the best music from across the globe - which happens to almost all be made on computers in Hackney and played with the bass turned up to 11.
We were staying in one of those European mega-campsites with big water slides and marauding gangs of children cycling between the supermarket and the table tennis tables. Heaven. (If you're seven).
The daytime section of the festival was based on the beach. It was like we'd wandered onto the set of those super sexy H&M bikini ads. The four of us just lurked on the periphery dragging down the average attractiveness of the crowd.
Back in the house in the hills, we played Scrabble and argued about words.
And on the last night we set up an Excel spreadsheet to calculate our holiday finances.
So that was nice
We stayed in Charlotte's family house in Le Vernet, a little village up in the mountains. All the villagers hated us immediately because we beat them at pétanque.
After one night we headed south to Sete - "the Venice of Languedoc" - where we set up camp for the weekend. We were there for the Worldwide Festival, showcasing the best music from across the globe - which happens to almost all be made on computers in Hackney and played with the bass turned up to 11.
We were staying in one of those European mega-campsites with big water slides and marauding gangs of children cycling between the supermarket and the table tennis tables. Heaven. (If you're seven).
The daytime section of the festival was based on the beach. It was like we'd wandered onto the set of those super sexy H&M bikini ads. The four of us just lurked on the periphery dragging down the average attractiveness of the crowd.
Back in the house in the hills, we played Scrabble and argued about words.
And on the last night we set up an Excel spreadsheet to calculate our holiday finances.
So that was nice
Monday, August 08, 2011
New site
I've re-jiggled my portfolio website. Do point your chrome firefox internet explorer at jacknoel.co.uk and tell me what you think.
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