My Totoro cake

The other day I was scrolling through anime pictures when I found a website with the most amazing looking cakes with Totoro icing figures on top of it and I fancied a go myself. I got some Dr Oetker fondant icing in red, yellow, green, blue and black (in one box) and bought some of Tesco's own white roll-out icing and modelled these figures. I made them the day before I made the cake and stored them in a cupboard at home. I made a plain sponge the next day, iced it and then placed the characters on top. I created the broom from 'Kiki's Delivery Service', Calcifer from 'Howl's Moving Castle', No Face from 'Spirited Away' and the three Totoros from 'My Neighbor Totoro' and a tree because, well, why not?


Hint- If you want to make a colour always add the coloured icing to the white rather than the white to the colour because otherwise you end up using up more icing than you need to.

Do let me know what you think!

Two strangers

Two strangers wandering through the night

Eyes as empty as midnight's ghost

Following nothing but the darkness

Never have their eyes befallen joy

So never will they know a reason to cry

Nothing can consume their empty souls

As there is nothing there to feast upon

They do not know where they are going

Nor do they know what surrounds them.

And following the darkness is a long road

Only the moon knows who they really are

They are the fear we do not know is there

When the sky turns dark, they come out of hiding

Two strangers wandering through the night

Disappear before hope has returned

WE ARE WAR

WE ARE WAR

   

All the things we swore to forget, we remembered.

All the things we swore to save, we let perish.

All the things we swore to never say, we said.

All the things we swore to stay with, we left.

We are the people who destroyed people.

The people who destroyed empires.

The people who destroyed worlds.

I hope you know that we are not on your side.

I hope you know that we will never surrender to the war that you created.

We shall not end it.

If you are stupid enough to keep fighting against us, an invisible army, then so be it.

I hope that you are ready for us because we show no mercy.

Look at what we’ve made.

We’ve made weapons and  machines capable of killing in an instant.

Music boxes, filled with the sound of joy, now play the music of death.

Yet you still trust us?

And you know who we are.

We are you…

H.M December 2015

Note: I wrote this whilst off ill from school one day, listening to these YouTube tracks by HDsoundDI. My Dad said the music summed up the sounds of war. Let me know what you think. . . 

Poem

Come home

Come home father

Why did you leave?

You left my mother

And you left me

All of our memories

Are fading away

Tears and sadness

Why didn't you stay?

It's been so long now

Here without you

Mothers got cancer

I've got the 'flu

Scared of the hospital

Scared of the cries

All of them dying

Please dry my eyes

I'm getting old now

I've moved away

Wrinkles are forming 

Hair turning grey

I'm still your baby

Mother has gone

She forgot to love you

Where'd it go wrong?

Come home father

Why did you leave?

I'm moving to heaven

Meet me there please

               HM aged 12

It’s going to be a long winter

Today was terrible but, then again, it was like every other day. Always the same. I was cold. I still am. My blanket has so many holes in it that the wind goes right through me. I swear I get a new hole in it every day and the blanket barely covers the top half of my body. People walk past, thinking I’ve run away from home. I can hear them muttering under their breath ‘serves her right’, but I haven’t had food in three days and the last piece I had was a half-eaten sandwich that someone threw at my face.

This morning I waited outside of the baker’s shop opposite, hoping that someone would take pity on me and maybe, just maybe, give me some food but I guess it will just have to stay a hope. Sometimes I dream about food, laid out on a table with a loving family surrounding me and a blazing fire behind me. I get hallucinations where I can hear my mothers voice and I call out to her but, like always, there is no one there. I think I’m dying sometimes because the hallucinations become so frequent. They drive me insane but they are the only happiness I can find in each day -my mum’s voice.

Across the street now I can see a group of friends with warm duffle coats huddled up on a bench holding a cup of hot chocolate. One of them can see me but immediately turns away awkwardly. They all do that. I wish someone would just acknowledge me instead of pretending I’m not there. My hands are now turning blue as I write. I think I am going to die. Maybe I should die. The world may be a better place without me.

One of the girls is looking up towards the sky. She then holds out her hand and a small drop of snow lands on her fingertips. Normal kids would be laughing or smiling at the joy of snow and presents, but all I can think is- it’s going to be a long winter.

Written as a Year 8 school homework 

HM. September 2015

Manga pictures

A few months ago I tried creating some manga pictures on MS Paint but a lot of them failed miserably. I copied a picture from an anime techniques book and drew it on paper and then scanned it onto the computer. I then opened it up on 'Paint' and began to draw around the outline. When I finished that I deleted the original pencil sketch and was left with just the black lines. Then I filled it in with colour and shading and that's when I encountered my problem. When I pressed the fill colour icon it didn't fill all the pixels. So I then had to zoom right in and use the eraser tool, but in the correct colour, and fill it in pixel by pixel. Eventually I did manage to finish my picture and so I would like to show you my finished piece so here it is below. Let me know what you think by leaving me a comment (note: my dad checks everything).

My Geisha girl

I also did some characters on chibi maker ( go to my links page to find this free website):