Artist draws on myth and mirth for cartoon capers
Meet the moa-riding duo on a mission to protect New Zealand’s treasures. Arthur Whelan reports.
cannibalism, typically, is either you’ve killed someone or you’re desecrating human remains’’.
Both murder and human corpse desecration are illegal in New Zealand; cannibalism per se is not. A glance through the annals of anthropophagic history illustrates this.
Infamous and fictional cannibal Hannibal Lector not only murdered the unwitting, but tricked members of an orchestra into eating his victims’ flesh – a double whammy of non-consent.
Canadian performance artist Rick Gibson, on the other hand, declared himself the first cannibal to legally eat human meat in public when he swallowed a donated tonsil in London in the late 80s. He is regarded as a sparker of debate by some, gross by others.
Eating placenta is similar. It’s ethically sound, and Dare points out its ‘‘grossness’’ is largely due to unfamiliarity. He says there’s ‘‘no rational reason’’ to differentiate between eating a pork chop, sheep brain, or human placenta. But is it worth it? The limited scientific research on the subject suggests benefits are the placebo effect.
Dr Emma Parry, spokeswoman for the Royal Australian and New Zealand College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists, says that while eating afterbirth isn’t likely to help mums, it isn’t dangerous either. She warns that ‘‘like any fresh meat’’ it should be cooked and eaten straight away, or immediately frozen.
Jones admits her cruisy postpartum period may have been placenta-placebo or luck, but still advocates eating afterbirth.
‘‘The way I see it is that at least you’re taking a step to prevent the baby blues – which by all accounts is truly horrible,’’ she says.
‘‘Placebo or not, I felt like a million bucks after consuming my placenta.’’ STOLEN Lindauer paintings?
This sounds like a job for Possum von Tempsky and his mate, Kiwi Pukupuku. Just say the word and the most unlikely buddy cops you’ll ever meet will mount their moa and ride into the bush to pursue villains and right wrongs.
The Moa Rangers have come a long way in every sense since Taranaki teacher James Davidson knocked together an A5-sized, black and white comic book aimed at providing New Zealand children with an alternative to the likes of Thor and Asterix.
The latest milestone on their journey is Moa, a full-colour edition by Earth’s End Publishing, collating all five volumes of their swashbuckling adventures ranging from the lizard-egg rescue to an underground mission to save the jawbone of Maui’s grandmother for the nation.
Davidson – acting deputy principal at Opunake High School when he’s not working on these artistic adventures – describes the world of Moa as a colourful blending of history and mythology, and a utopian vision of what New Zealand could be like. The Prime Minister is Maori and anyone who tries to steal the nation’s taonga has to reckon with Possum (inspired by 19thcentury bush ranger and renaissance man Gustavus von Tempsky) and his mate Kiwi.
Behind the scenes, Davidson has had to hack his way through a lot of dense bush to get this far.
He has a degree in fine art but admits that his first attempt at comics were ‘‘pretty rubbish’’, a view confirmed at a comics convention by a professional artist, who shredded his superhero efforts in a constructive-criticism kind of way.
Davidson admits to feeling deflated by the experience. But he persisted, the characters evolved and after a few dead ends, his confidence grew that he was on to something as his dynamic duo started to take form in a loose, cartoony style.
And so the adventures began. He paid $500 to self-publish a 50-copy print run of the first issue, selling them to friends and family, and followed it up with a colour version.
He did the hard yards of networking at more conventions, which paid off when Pikitia Press noticed his work.
And all this in between the day job and raising a family (three
Who knows, maybe this country might be that utopia one day, although it’s safe to say you’ll never see a possum riding a moa through the bush.
children, aged 9, 8 and 3). How does he find the time? The world of Moa comes to life in an Opunake house late at night when the kids are asleep. Davidson does the whole lot, from the pencilling and inking to the scanning, colouring and lettering (although his daughter helps out with proof-reading – ‘‘she’s much better at it than me’’).
All this for something a kid can read in half an hour before demanding when the next one will appear. ‘‘But that’s a comic artist’s lot.’’
So no pressure, then, when Earth’s End Publishing called last Easter to pitch the collated edition.
He had only just started the fifth episode, and had to hit the production afterburners while his wife took the kids on holiday for a week.
‘‘It takes me about six months to finish one issue, I did that one in about two months.’’
A couple of weeks ago a copy arrived by courier. Six years of work, on nice paper but Davidson had all of 10 seconds to admire his magnum opus before his son swooped to get first read.
At least that proves he’s doing something right, and he says the feedback from Maori has also been positive.
He has a ton of adventures and more characters to bring to life so that intermediate schoolkids can see something of the world around them in the comics they read.
Who knows, maybe this country might be that utopia one day, although it’s safe to say you’ll never see a possum riding a moa through the bush.
But in the meantime that New Zealand does exist, here, in 120 pages of vibrant colour. ● Moa, James Davidson, Earth’s End Publishing,
$32.99.