tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64828687545637260672024-03-05T15:15:23.072-08:00maudlinUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-32614060811952150572013-10-26T03:29:00.005-07:002013-10-26T03:32:01.588-07:00Hay there!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well, hay there! Its been a while since I updated this blog. And do you know why? Its because N and I have donned our flannos, popped on some wide-brimmed hats, gone country, and are pretending to be farmers. You can read all about that <a href="http://www.rumptydoo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">here</a>, and until we get the chooks rounded up and the cows to come home I won't be round on this blog so much!</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-3322911898326459632013-06-19T05:27:00.000-07:002013-06-19T05:27:01.721-07:00F for Fail<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Because I'm a really lazy person and I don't have anything better to do than set myself ridiculous deadlines that I can't achieve, I've decided to join in with Anthony Woodward's <a href="http://awcomix.blogspot.com.au/" target="_blank">Mini Comics Challenge</a> and make a comic about Freja, the babing Nordic goddess of love. I've been obsessed with Freja for a little while now - pretty much since I found out that she has a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hildisv%C3%ADni" target="_blank">Battle Pig</a> and a magic cape made of feathers. Should I be praying to her for strength? Twelve pages of comics in twelve weeks - sounds like a piece of carrot cake with cream cheese frosting on top... or not. Well - its a challenge at any rate, so I'm counting on the fact that we're allowed to fail.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-20583201725660623622013-06-12T03:39:00.001-07:002013-06-12T03:46:22.540-07:00Days of the week<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As someone who finds the indigenous gods of Western Europe rather charming how delighted I was to find out that the days of the week in English take their names directly from a pagan pantheon of deities. Did you know that? There's the pretty obvious Moon, Sun and Saturn's day, but did you know that Friday (Freja's Day) is named after the Norse goddess of passionate love and fertility? Or that Thursday (Thor's Day) is named after that great hammer-wielding brute immortalised by Marvel in an appalling comic strip of the same name? There's also the more obscure Tuesday (Tiw's Day) - one-armed Norse god of law and glory - and who could forget Wednesday (Odin's Day) named after the heroic master of Valhalla.
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I don't like to crow about it but I'm pretty, pretty excited to say that I have made a new zine!! Its about a brave young hen called Henric and is slightly based on the true story of my hen who decided, recently, that she wanted to be a rooster. Hopefully I will make it to Sticky in time today to give it to them for sale. In which case it will be there, and you will be able to buy it cheep, cheep, cheep.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-42237525319166157262013-05-03T17:06:00.001-07:002013-05-04T17:25:14.542-07:00Freedom<div class="mobile-photo">
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I love the words "free" and "comic books" but as anyone with two eyes in their head will tell you there is so much in comic-books-world that is distastefully flavoured by everyone's least favourite method of oppression: patriarchy. So in the spirit of freedom this Free Comic Book Day I am revisiting <a href="http://www.womenontheline.org.au/audio/this_week/WOTL.26.08.11.mp3" target="_blank">this awesome speech</a> by Karen Healey and <a href="http://twentytwowords.com/2013/04/26/female-superheroes-based-on-how-little-girls-imagine-them-10-pictures/">this project</a> by US artist Alexandria Law.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-32817713546816171632013-04-21T04:14:00.001-07:002013-04-21T04:14:46.870-07:00Chillin'<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiayyhlRyhPUpDBgDjfwuKhyTWRLjoo-NM6du742vK0_6qCQLW4dbi659lAChCbSV04TOkNPtD0AIthVokdvjr2N_kB8VvEMvFGF1zmfLsTkk4oi1jG52uqdnc7e04Ly7bsXbrJ08SMItZe/s1600/winterchook+circ-786871.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiayyhlRyhPUpDBgDjfwuKhyTWRLjoo-NM6du742vK0_6qCQLW4dbi659lAChCbSV04TOkNPtD0AIthVokdvjr2N_kB8VvEMvFGF1zmfLsTkk4oi1jG52uqdnc7e04Ly7bsXbrJ08SMItZe/s320/winterchook+circ-786871.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5869257011127996514" /></a></p><div dir='ltr'><div>Hoo boy, has it gotten cold in South Gippsland this week. We've had to whip out the winter woolies quick smart, and even the chooks have been refusing to get up out of their nice warm nest until they've got a hot steaming bowl of porridge for breaky! </div> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-44790563287776829572013-04-02T02:19:00.001-07:002013-04-02T02:22:29.429-07:00Praise the Lord<div class="mobile-photo">
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Praise the Lord for Easter long weekends! I've spent a fair chunk of it unshackled from my new life of full-time workin' and put pen to paper on a comic book I have been meaning to ink for basically ever. Most exciting. Its a sad kind of story about half-sisters and imaginary friends and I'm holding out for Anzac day to get the next instalment done!<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-52040825823500204232013-03-07T22:15:00.001-08:002013-04-02T02:23:04.624-07:00hot & sticky<div class="mobile-photo">
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Its International Women's Day and today in the mail (in the weird way that the universe does things sometimes) I got my 6 comp copies of <i><a href="http://www.blake.com.au/Blake-Novels-Set-3-Sticks-McLennon-p/9781741647631.htm">Sticks McLennon</a></i>, a little chapbook I penned and Blake Publishing published. Sticks is a book for boys that is full of girls. Its about Samson McLennon- a shy 12-year old who is forced to join his big sister's all-girl band, lead by the formidable Harriette. </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-19985745732007129992013-03-07T21:35:00.001-08:002013-03-07T21:35:39.835-08:00Gold Star<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hApMTXSZmVhlPdnsLdA0XbcNLX4FIv81Z6s28BDovGN9__8iUBKOOfODstvvdHGfBdW58t37D2rYcvcM0hMmfF7YDmFqgtP8jOWj6PrJ8GzTxprzSs7lGAhuRLLaR44nzae4YSSlkqxc/s1600/gold+star-739835.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hApMTXSZmVhlPdnsLdA0XbcNLX4FIv81Z6s28BDovGN9__8iUBKOOfODstvvdHGfBdW58t37D2rYcvcM0hMmfF7YDmFqgtP8jOWj6PrJ8GzTxprzSs7lGAhuRLLaR44nzae4YSSlkqxc/s320/gold+star-739835.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5852841867340902530" /></a></p><div dir='ltr'>This week I was thrilled to the back teeth to find out I was awarded one of 12 <a href="https://www.asauthors.org/2012-13-mentorship-winners">mentorships</a> by the Australian Society of Authors in the picture book category. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-11387638405485206272013-02-01T21:29:00.002-08:002013-02-01T23:33:50.340-08:00Ragged<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yes I have a new zine for <a href="http://blog.stickyinstitute.com/?page_id=753">Sticky zine fair</a>! Yes it is another messy-scribbled-comic about radical ideas and stuff that gets me worked up! Would you like one??? Then I am catching a 3-hour bus to be there!!! You should so very definitely come!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-17868762728858824882013-01-22T02:12:00.002-08:002013-01-22T02:12:36.271-08:00woof woof<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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For someone who doesn't like dogs, I ended up drawing a whole lotta puppy last year. Out of all the canine commissions though, this is my favourite - a pair of pups for the lovely M + P's wedding invite. Congrats you two!<br />
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OK! So we're moving house <i>tomorrow</i>... I start my new job on <i>Monday</i>... and I gotta awesome idea for a picture this afternoon so instead of packing, cleaning or pulling my hair out I decided to get paint everywhere and generally make a mess. Yeah!!! (N is not pleased). (I am.)<br />
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Its official! N and I are moving to the country! After toying with the idea for rather a long while we will be removing ourselves to the rolling hills of South Gippsland before the year is through. We are filled with joy and excitement! And being just 1-and-a-half hours from the smokey metropolis we will be welcoming visitors too.<br />
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Yesterday morning N and I arrived back in Melbourne and what was waiting on the doorstep? A beautiful box of Mandy Sayer's new book <i><a href="http://www.fivemile.com.au/books/adults/coco-autobiography-of-my-dog.html">Coco</a> </i>in which I drew all the pictures. The book is an absolute riot and it looks so pretty (and shiny) in the flesh. And it might just convince you to buy a chihuahua, which is always a good thing (I'm still having trouble convincing N, who has his heart set on a border collie. Sigh.)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-45604168733492996722012-09-16T16:23:00.002-07:002012-10-26T16:34:28.366-07:00history lessons<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Being a pathetic lady-fan of period dramas I was so tremendously excited to hear about <a href="http://penerasespaper.tumblr.com/">Sam Wallman</a>'s Australian History Comics Anthology. Being a Bellarine Peninsula native, I thought I'd have a go at smashing out a part of the <a href="http://ergo.slv.vic.gov.au/explore-history/colonial-melbourne/convicts/buckley-and-aborigines">William Buckley</a> story, with requisite silly-BBC-period-drama-style ship captain dialogue and a speedy montage to end this rather complicated and lengthy story! <a href="http://penerasespaper.tumblr.com/post/28114975538/australian-history-comic-anthology-seeking">Submissions</a> are due at the end of September.<br />
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***UPDATE*** Submissions are now due at the end of the year!! *** Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-90343539467717089882012-08-19T21:46:00.000-07:002012-09-16T22:38:52.132-07:00par avian<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So! I finally finished my zines for Sticky's <a href="http://thethousands.com.au/melbourne/out/sticky-institute-presents-feed-the-animals-fundraiser-at-tina/">Feed The Animals Fundraiser</a> at TINA - my hands are sore from cutting, my fingers are covered in glue and I've just paid an exorbitant amount to post them to Australia from across the ditch. I ended up doing a little illustrated zine that takes many a cue from a <a href="http://www.hastingscityartgallery.co.nz/whats-on/micronaut-wide-world-imaginative-life-and-times-graham-percy">this beautiful exhibition</a> of Graham Percy's work that N and I saw a coupla days back in town.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-41210246221262042562012-06-24T22:16:00.001-07:002012-06-24T22:20:40.696-07:00into thee wild...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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For the past three weeks N and I have been living in a little caravan, at the edge of a frosty wilderness in the "far out" far-north of NZ. This strange place we've been staying in gets stranger at night: when the morpork's start their hooting, and the wind goes icy cold, and everything must be done by candle light. To make things stranger, amongst the rumpty forest in which we live, there are a number of other caravans - each in a differing state of disrepair, dotted amongst the long grass and the straggly trees. In the daylight, they're unoccupied, but at night time my imagination fills them with all sorts of creepy fly-by-night characters, or the ghosts of those who've inhabited them before. And its then that I thank my lucky stars I've sensible N beside me, with his sensible torch, to aid in any moments of irrational terror!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-15129354124328740232012-06-02T05:42:00.002-07:002012-06-02T05:47:40.826-07:00fare thee well...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As of tomorrow N and I will be setting off on a journey to the land of the long white cloud for a bit. I am taking my sketch book and some inky things and some pencils too, so hopefully I can find the time to write you.<br />
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If there's one lady I'm in awe of at the moment its Miranda and her <a href="http://observertree.org/">Observertree</a>. Miranda has just clocked up 150 days (that's 5 months!!) living on a platform, high above the treetops, in Tassie's threatened forests. And last week it <a href="http://observertree.org/2012/05/12/mirandas-daily-blog-day-150/">started snowing</a>. She's looking for donations for winter supplies if you have a few spare coins and feel so inclined.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-40648967210962447652012-04-29T01:40:00.001-07:002012-04-29T03:31:06.539-07:00Snap<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-6220777799080861072012-04-12T05:21:00.003-07:002012-04-12T05:31:46.667-07:00all filled up with what other people mean<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Mn3VUOXivKXvav057JDnyTF-zjVfGX7MA2YRwbi1kmA-mh5y7Wo8Drs35JMxPmlKkFvzi7Wh2Ou7S6gZ6inKodBzin_Pk9irEaWZ2Ghw1Oj3yUAkId9EVEjtWVbR7MQ26eF6amnjd1fw/s1600/jukeboxx1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Mn3VUOXivKXvav057JDnyTF-zjVfGX7MA2YRwbi1kmA-mh5y7Wo8Drs35JMxPmlKkFvzi7Wh2Ou7S6gZ6inKodBzin_Pk9irEaWZ2Ghw1Oj3yUAkId9EVEjtWVbR7MQ26eF6amnjd1fw/s400/jukeboxx1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730488659650473954" border="0" /></a><br />Lately its been hard to find time to smell my own armpits, let alone the roses. I've been so snowed under with this and that and just trying to do the dishes in a reasonable fashion that I've had little time to do the things of importance, such as: hugging boyfriend when he gets home, cooking nice things to eat, drawing and listening to music. So in an attempt to improve the mood tonight I put on a Silver Jews record and sat down to draw. What is it with those guys? Halfways through <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vLl7c6hNkNA"><span style="font-style: italic;">Suffering Jukebox</span></a> I was feeling the relief.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-11420570328587719312012-03-05T01:37:00.005-08:002012-11-05T13:38:40.542-08:00instructions<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJGaK9T9nDzwb9N-tJGumMbfQhaGc0lKFDTyqSdu0ced7Yxg9xRKNGd1nefi8vixWUcNqdMYH9lXLLAjjjy-mr24VMrFMuOVaI0HlQpayZoLChfJCtOujDsnx5W9ch7LclyaoWZQmxSHa/s1600/ellipses+white.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716363507237281810" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJGaK9T9nDzwb9N-tJGumMbfQhaGc0lKFDTyqSdu0ced7Yxg9xRKNGd1nefi8vixWUcNqdMYH9lXLLAjjjy-mr24VMrFMuOVaI0HlQpayZoLChfJCtOujDsnx5W9ch7LclyaoWZQmxSHa/s400/ellipses+white.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 262px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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Some time last week I was talking to a friend about the time I taught kids to play the ukulele for a job. I was saying how the grade preps were so crazy - they barely even knew how to be at school, let alone learning an instrument. My friend was like "yeah, no one has given them the backstory"... which made me think, right, when do we <span style="font-style: italic;">ever</span> get the backstory? The step-by-step instructions? The trouble-shooting manual? It so happened I was reading the wonderful <a href="http://wemakezines.ning.com/profile/MatteResist">Matte Resist</a>'s 'How & Why' at the time, so's I was in the mood for a bit of resistive thinking about unschooling and the like. At any rate, I figure, not having the instructions gives you a pretty good excuse for later, when you're not in prep, and you muff things up.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-35377407427013706732012-02-14T01:58:00.000-08:002012-02-14T02:06:25.124-08:00library tour<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT6EehdsRqXQWWfjriMC2hlwf_dhdNpvi7kEqRPDQ0DMfbgVISp7fM15BkEnFMVFmxeJFZ-lgBlZicC7TQJqQxcoqvD1K_ZLThrrr-CzkIBARmy3OSUFNB3Qu2ZUOp9qYNGhr9-4TgytyX/s1600/library+tour.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT6EehdsRqXQWWfjriMC2hlwf_dhdNpvi7kEqRPDQ0DMfbgVISp7fM15BkEnFMVFmxeJFZ-lgBlZicC7TQJqQxcoqvD1K_ZLThrrr-CzkIBARmy3OSUFNB3Qu2ZUOp9qYNGhr9-4TgytyX/s400/library+tour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708928717375955186" border="0" /></a>What are you doing on Saturday? <a href="http://www.facebook.com/events/320364704663064/?ref=ts">This</a> is what I will be doing. If you want to come you have to email Sticky to say that. I hope you can come. It will be pretty much fun.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-70200332867596391372012-02-03T23:50:00.002-08:002012-02-03T23:58:30.000-08:00no no no yes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLK-C2z9UApBF2px54fEqeSBRZ6Zw64qlB4_DQnSKf1NT6SXW8t68RWwUj-fgkgPGTn37e-QRGyZQia_3KZwHJU_EGtDYqTY2QF70Iua5qATkgJ29g2ZtoygqLEt8n-PnbxbjlqWM2gh3e/s1600/no+yes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLK-C2z9UApBF2px54fEqeSBRZ6Zw64qlB4_DQnSKf1NT6SXW8t68RWwUj-fgkgPGTn37e-QRGyZQia_3KZwHJU_EGtDYqTY2QF70Iua5qATkgJ29g2ZtoygqLEt8n-PnbxbjlqWM2gh3e/s400/no+yes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705185021645496738" border="0" /></a>Why its <a href="http://blog.stickyinstitute.com/?tag=zine-fair">Sticky Zine Fair</a> time-o-year again, and (once again), its the eleventh hour and I've decided that I would like a new zine to sell come Sunday week. After the initial panic wore off in the form of manically-scribbled-bad-ideas I decided it was high time to revisit my four-square comic project begun way back in <a href="http://maudefarrugia.blogspot.com.au/2011/10/awoooo.html">October</a> and see if it could be brought together in one charming whole. All afternoon appointments were cancelled and though its not yet done I've hope yet that next week I will have a brand spankin' new zine for my stall at the Town Hall. Stay tuned. Or just come to the zine fair and find out for yourself, its set to be the biggest and best yet!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482868754563726067.post-1952775663264972942012-01-24T03:56:00.000-08:002012-01-24T04:20:48.606-08:00dirty shitty things<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPGB2BAHXUoSBXpOKxEuQmIoch-4_aNrYMLKJR971P_-pXsi2SI0dRwa1JgS0Dbfsp_hopMjz7bC-nY3WfFCBspI0h97zQPnHoXZZ-PoM-ZIkvpYldbmBwGR4qaER7Kt24iBjqzOqdQBBu/s1600/kleen+koal.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 474px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPGB2BAHXUoSBXpOKxEuQmIoch-4_aNrYMLKJR971P_-pXsi2SI0dRwa1JgS0Dbfsp_hopMjz7bC-nY3WfFCBspI0h97zQPnHoXZZ-PoM-ZIkvpYldbmBwGR4qaER7Kt24iBjqzOqdQBBu/s400/kleen+koal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701167207817005666" border="0" /></a><br />'Clean Coal' may be to some a dirty lie, but to me it is an endless excuse to poke fun at this silly idea that has yet to be proven in the actual real world on a commercial scale. Ever. In the actual real world, however, the increasingly desperate coal lobby is dreaming up more and more crazy, cost-ineffecient and often dangerous methods of capturing carbon dioxide and pumping it deep into the ground. Seriously, if you've had enough of doom and gloom just take a quick squiz at the the <a href="http://www.dpi.vic.gov.au/earth-resources/carbon-capture-and-storage/geosequestration-putting-the-carbon-back"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">DPI's brochure entitled 'Putting the Carbon Back'</span></a> or my personal favourite for Most-Shameless-Business-Name-Ever-Award <a href="http://www.ectltd.com.au/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Environmental Clean Solutions</span></a>. I guarantee it, you will be ROFLing on the carpet with bitter tears streaming from your eyes.<br />On a more serious note however, the next few weeks will be <a href="http://www.facebook.com/events/217678494986317/">make-or-break-time</a> for the dodgy <a href="http://quitcoal.org.au/portfolio/stop-hrl/">HRL project</a> that has been limping along for the last 7 years. There is a rally (Feb 1, 12.30, Parli). You should go there.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2