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Kevin O'Neill 1953 - 2022

Started by sheridan, 07 November, 2022, 03:35:12 PM

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nxylas

I don't think any other artist was ever issued a blanket ban by the Comics Code Authority, were they? I know he was the first, but I'm pretty sure he was also the last.
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sixmo

The sheer monstrous spikey energy of Kev O'Neill's art is a fundamental part of the essence of 2000ad. I think my first exposure to his art was the first episode of Nemesis Book 4 (I think he did maybe the first two episodes). My young mind was blown. Soon after that Metalzoic came along and was delightfully bonkers. I could never quite believe what I was seeing. His art was inventive and imaginative and grotesque like nothing else I saw before or since.

My favourite work of Kev's is his magnificent art on Nemesis. From simple, yet malevolent imagery like Nemesis appearing in shadow at Great Uncle Baal's house to spectral Torquemada inhabiting one Terminator after another in one of his many "final" showdowns with Nemesis. Inspirational.

I could never draw anything beyond a Nemesis doodle, but I did put together a Halloween outfit for my young fella a while back that worked out about as "Kev O'Neill" as I could make it.

If anyone ever asks what 2000AD is all about I usually show them some kind of crazy Kev image and they get the message immediately. I think he produced some of my favourite ever art in 2000AD (and elsewhere) and I think we will all miss him hugely.

RIP Kev

sixmo


Just wanted to try and post a picture of our halloween Nemesis as a tribute to Kev O'Neill's wild imagination.

(The image seems to be hiding when put in the img tags. Links to image sites should work, yes?)

https://imgur.com/a/0MpCo9H

Funt Solo

Quote from: sixmo on 14 November, 2022, 09:12:51 PM

Just wanted to try and post a picture of our halloween Nemesis as a tribute to Kev O'Neill's wild imagination.

(The image seems to be hiding when put in the img tags. Links to image sites should work, yes?)

https://imgur.com/a/0MpCo9H

Hey, sixmo - to get the image link (rather than the page link), you need to right-click the image (in imgur), and select "Open image in new tab". I'm assuming using a PC, and Chrome browser.

Your image link is: https://i.imgur.com/k2ovo0k.jpeg

And, here it is in img tags:

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AlexF


robprosser

I read this extended tribute from Alan Moore, posted by Scott Dunbier that I thought was worth sharing.

"Scott Dunbier has shared the following:

Last week when Kevin O'Neill tragically died, George Gustines (writer for the New York Times) and I were speaking about Kev and the obituary he was writing. I offered to see if Alan Moore would be interested in doing a quote. I have not spoken to Alan in years but I emailed his daughter Leah to see if she would forward the request to her dad. A couple of days later the following arrived in my inbox from Leah. Alan wrote more than the paper could print, and he said to feel free to use excerpts from his text. The following is the full text that Alan wrote:

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Kevin was born into the poverty and rubble of post-war London, with its bomb-site playgrounds, and most of its teatime treats only available on ration. He grew up in those brick-dust latitudes, on streets with all imaginative fantasy blitzed out of them, and all the bright pulp culture then erupting from the city's scorched earth as his one escape-hatch; his sole nourishment.

There was an uproarious richness in his upbringing, south of the river – a paternal grandfather, a blacksmith, who'd once punched out a particularly annoying horse; a beloved elder sibling who'd resprayed a stolen car for the Kray-rivalling Richardson brothers to a Spode-like lustre and earned the enduring nickname 'Spoge' from the mal-appropriate gangsters – and it all soaked into his drawing-hand along with the silvery monochrome of the period's TV and cinema, the blazing primary colours of its paperback covers and its comics.

A committed autodidact who was done with education even earlier than myself, at sixteen Kevin flung himself into a comics field which he would come to greatly dignify with his astounding contributions. Working as an editorial assistant on the British juvenile weeklies that were then going through a golden age of innovative energy, he quickly learned both the industry's glories and its brutalities, studying the line-work and the shading effects of the masterly artists whose signatures he was being employed to remove from their work with white-out.

What made him unique amongst his generation of comic creators was the breadth of his influences and experience. While most of his contemporaries were modelling their styles solely upon the incoming wave of great American talent, Kevin was assimilating the angular transatlantic elegance of, say, Spiderman creator Steve Ditko, without abandoning his love for the manic cartoon grotesquery of England's Ken Reid. The result was an astonishingly flexible ability to shift from the bold designs of the Edwardian illustrators he had a passion for, to the deranged absurdities of the British children's fare that he'd been absorbed in since infancy.

Nobody drew like Kevin O'Neill. As a result of one of our more innocuous collaborations, Kevin received the supreme compliment of having his entire artistic style – whether he was drawing a table-leg or a baby carriage – ruled unacceptable by the American industry's then-extant Comics Code Authority. When I was putting together my formative ideas for The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen in the lead-out groove of the last century, I quickly realised that nobody save Kevin was qualified to present such a dizzying range of characters, periods, situations and styles with the vitality and ingenuity that the narrative – a ridiculous mash-up of all human fiction since classical antiquity – seemed to demand. Thus began what I think was perhaps the longest, happiest and most productive partnership of either of our careers.

Working with him was an honour, a pleasure, and an education. His knowledge of the culture we were mining was easily as extensive as my own, and in most instances was marvellously complementary. Some of the best ideas in the series originated in Kevin's idle mentions of, for example, the rather one-sided literary spat between George Orwell and Billy Bunter creator Frank Richardson, which provided much of the storyline for our elaborate sourcebook, The Black Dossier.

Not only a working relationship, the connection with Kevin was one of the most important friendships of my life. As well as being one of the medium's most individual and exciting draftsmen, he was also exceptional in being one of the very few working-class creators working in a trashy, gutter art-form that was originally intended only for the poor and supposedly illiterate, since become a gentrified middle-class district with graphic novels in the stead of studio loft-apartments. Of all my mainstream collaborators, Kevin was the only one who stood solidly beside me in our difficulties with the comic-book publishing industry, and whose commitment was always to the work, like my own, rather than to the financial inducements and bullying of the companies; the manufacturers.

He was also one of the warmest, funniest, most erudite and most courageous people that I've ever met. During what we both suspected was our final telephone conversation, we got to say goodbye properly, and take pride in what we'd accomplished with perhaps the only ongoing work in comics history to be deliberately brought to a satisfying ending by its creators, rather than being run into the ground or abruptly discontinued by its publishers. At one point in our heavily-weighted dialogue, I remarked that in over twenty years of working together we had never had a cross word or a disagreement. Kevin agreed, pointing out that we'd never had sex either, and that he was immensely grateful for both these things. I am going to miss him like I'd miss sunsets.

In the words of English music-hall legend Max Miller, 'Take a good look, missus. You'll never see another one.'

Alan Moore,

Northampton,

November 9th, 2022"

Richard


JayzusB.Christ

Quote from: Funt Solo on 15 November, 2022, 01:23:31 AM

https://imgur.com/a/0MpCo9H

Hey, sixmo - to get the image link (rather than the page link), you need to right-click the image (in imgur), and select "Open image in new tab". I'm assuming using a PC, and Chrome browser.

Your image link is: https://i.imgur.com/k2ovo0k.jpeg

And, here it is in img tags:


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Utterly arsom.
"Men will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest"

broodblik

When I die, I want to die like my grandfather who died peacefully in his sleep. Not screaming like all the passengers in his car.

Old age is the Lord's way of telling us to step aside for something new. Death's in case we didn't take the hint.