<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:32:18.848+10:00</updated><title type='text'>not a cynic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-1823840566292078594</id><published>2009-11-15T19:54:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:04:03.097+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Buttercup the Sloth</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHQfMdlwus8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHQfMdlwus8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Buttercup the Sloth, the first inhabitant of the Sloth Sanctuary in Cuhuita, Limon Costa Rica. Over the last 18 years they have rescued hundreds of sloths, many which cannot be returned to the wild so they care for them for the rest of their lives. We stayed their overnoght and were privy to the baby sloths being fed and weighed in the morning. They are incredible creatures. For more info &lt;a hef="http://www.slothrescue.org/"&gt;http://www.slothrescue.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-1823840566292078594?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/1823840566292078594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=1823840566292078594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/1823840566292078594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/1823840566292078594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2009/11/buttercup-sloth.html' title='Buttercup the Sloth'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-4694037598859806404</id><published>2009-08-09T17:41:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:44:27.587+10:00</updated><title type='text'>swan factory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Sn59ujIEgsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/1LOPBbTXxsY/s1600-h/IMG_3004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Sn59ujIEgsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/1LOPBbTXxsY/s320/IMG_3004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367866044528755394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-4694037598859806404?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/4694037598859806404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=4694037598859806404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/4694037598859806404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/4694037598859806404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2009/08/swan-factory.html' title='swan factory'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Sn59ujIEgsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/1LOPBbTXxsY/s72-c/IMG_3004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-3422792368480734418</id><published>2008-05-29T20:53:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:04:19.063+10:00</updated><title type='text'>swinging for wentworth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/SD6Lf_a3w0I/AAAAAAAAADc/Ixff6WxknO4/s1600-h/swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/SD6Lf_a3w0I/AAAAAAAAADc/Ixff6WxknO4/s320/swing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205751601003217730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been working on a tv program about australian politics and was reminded of a unrealised project during the election last year.. that i will hve to wait another 3 years to complete.  My electorate - Wentworth, has never swung.  I was suprised to realise a lot of my friends did not understand the conept of a swinging seat and how important their vote was if they lived in one, so I was proposing a public art event of a flash mob of swing dancers on bondi beach at sunset of a saturday afternoon.  I also wanted to film the event, in a style that paid homage to shaun gladwell's 'storm sequence'.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately i decided not to follow through as the campaign became a circus, and an art event would have been lost in the noise. a least i have lot's of time to recruit now.. and learn some swing dancing myself.&lt;br /&gt;I still have a website however.. &lt;a href="http://swingingforwentworth.org"&gt;http://swingingforwentworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-3422792368480734418?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/3422792368480734418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=3422792368480734418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/3422792368480734418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/3422792368480734418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2008/05/swinging-for-wentworth.html' title='swinging for wentworth'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/SD6Lf_a3w0I/AAAAAAAAADc/Ixff6WxknO4/s72-c/swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-6078408622717414642</id><published>2008-05-02T19:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T19:29:04.478+10:00</updated><title type='text'>turnaround</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UV62gxmBQ0s"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UV62gxmBQ0s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ornette coleman inspired happy dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-6078408622717414642?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/6078408622717414642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=6078408622717414642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/6078408622717414642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/6078408622717414642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2008/05/turnaround.html' title='turnaround'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-3501815741512760593</id><published>2008-03-04T13:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:01:18.914+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the cricket defied the niche hypothesis to become a bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it sung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the acoustic spectrum dissolved like a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"that bird sounds a lot like a cricket" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-3501815741512760593?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/3501815741512760593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=3501815741512760593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/3501815741512760593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/3501815741512760593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2008/03/cricket-defied-niche-hypothesis-to.html' title=''/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-6734421036093817474</id><published>2007-10-08T18:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:58:55.577+10:00</updated><title type='text'>rock n roll.. kinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/RwnsrTmnfwI/AAAAAAAAACA/jSvkm-nHHvw/s1600-h/change_is_bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/RwnsrTmnfwI/AAAAAAAAACA/jSvkm-nHHvw/s200/change_is_bg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118882680224055042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Rwns1jmnfxI/AAAAAAAAACI/r2zYbwYGuFs/s1600-h/sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Rwns1jmnfxI/AAAAAAAAACI/r2zYbwYGuFs/s200/sorry.jpg"  border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118882856317714194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Rwns_zmnfyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XFsuMjrfotA/s1600-h/united_fin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Rwns_zmnfyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XFsuMjrfotA/s200/united_fin.jpg" align="center" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118883032411373346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to make some signs for a music video for Perth Band Institut Polaire's debut video clip. The clip is esentially looking a the course of history and imagining if we could change it and or make amends. I am now obsessed with silver lined clouds and want to do more with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the video which is super cute, a the combination of loads of peoples efforts, I hope it does well.  You can see me skipping next to the Berlin Wall, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_QLI4wch4c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_QLI4wch4c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-6734421036093817474?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/6734421036093817474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=6734421036093817474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/6734421036093817474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/6734421036093817474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2007/10/rock-n-roll-kinda.html' title='rock n roll.. kinda'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/RwnsrTmnfwI/AAAAAAAAACA/jSvkm-nHHvw/s72-c/change_is_bg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-5593549912956096016</id><published>2007-07-18T10:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T10:07:10.333+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Rp1ZYCPHQXI/AAAAAAAAABw/GSf4UExpsCg/s1600-h/betweenthelines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Rp1ZYCPHQXI/AAAAAAAAABw/GSf4UExpsCg/s400/betweenthelines.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088321423450521970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between the lines - installation by stephanie carrick and sumugan sivanesan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;for our installation at carriageworks as part of the underbelly festival, we decided to look at the social fabric of redfern and weave together culture and history. we used found objects in the area to project the words 'white side of the law, wrong side of the tracks' , and i used fencincing from the area and wove in materials to make wall hangings, the last one being the text 'no one is above the lore'.  we also added a sound scape that was currawongs at dawn - the tough adaptable mofo's that they are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did an interview about our work here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;http://www.nothingmag.com/_issue19/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and you can find out more about the underbelly festival &lt;br&gt;here:http://www.underbelly.com.au/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-5593549912956096016?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/5593549912956096016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=5593549912956096016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/5593549912956096016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/5593549912956096016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2007/07/between-lines-installation-by-stephanie.html' title=''/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UG4GtL2VtjU/Rp1ZYCPHQXI/AAAAAAAAABw/GSf4UExpsCg/s72-c/betweenthelines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-1440768972694579901</id><published>2007-06-28T17:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T14:05:59.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'>to err is human</title><content type='html'>Dear notacynic.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I forsook you, and have only been embedding youtube videos without explanation. Here is some pictures of my friends, from the top down, to try and capture what's on the inside. I love them all. there's 24 in total on flickr.. but if you refresh this page you'll get new ones.. &lt;style type="text/css"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_badge_source_txt {padding:0; font: 11px Arial, Helvetica, Sans serif; color:#666666;}&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_badge_icon {display:block !important; margin:0 !important; border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0) !important;}&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_icon_td {padding:0 5px 0 0 !important;}&lt;br /&gt;.flickr_badge_image {text-align:center !important;}&lt;br /&gt;.flickr_badge_image img {border: 1px solid black !important;}&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_badge_uber_wrapper {width:150px;}&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_www {display:block; text-align:center; padding:0 10px 0 10px !important; font: 11px Arial, Helvetica, Sans serif !important; color:#3993ff !important;}&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_badge_uber_wrapper a:hover,&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_badge_uber_wrapper a:link,&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_badge_uber_wrapper a:active,&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_badge_uber_wrapper a:visited {text-decoration:none !important; background:inherit !important;color:#FFFFFF;}&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_badge_wrapper {background-color:#ffffff;border: solid 1px #FFCCCC}&lt;br /&gt;#flickr_badge_source {padding:0 !important; 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photoset&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-1440768972694579901?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/1440768972694579901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=1440768972694579901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/1440768972694579901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/1440768972694579901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-err-is-human.html' title='to err is human'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-1336702419419123759</id><published>2007-03-16T16:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:47:11.202+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THEYAM - Kannur, India</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1zg9EiGzr0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Awesome stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-1336702419419123759?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/1336702419419123759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=1336702419419123759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/1336702419419123759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/1336702419419123759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2007/03/theyam-kannur-india.html' title='THEYAM - Kannur, India'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116969097483023352</id><published>2007-01-25T11:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T12:09:34.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 219th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/1600/764999/prize_koalas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/320/568165/prize_koalas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://boat-people.org/" target="_blank"&gt;boat-people.org&lt;/a&gt; have fast and  furiously put our heads together to produce a 50 minute work for Australia Day,  to be conducted on the W-11 tram while traversing the city circle route in  Melbourne. &lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hop aboard, take the pledge and test your  knowledge of Australia to gain certain privileges and stay on the tram. Dinky-di  prizes will be awarded by your congenial host - Mrs Bea White, of the John  Howard Ladies Auxiliary Fun Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touring significant sites such as  Federation Square, the Docklands, and Parliament House - be enlightened of the  loose threads vehemently stitched together to form the fabric we brandish with  our right to bear flags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departs 6.53pm Friday 26th from Federation  Square. Free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For other stops and more information visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.tramtactic.net/W-11/timetable-cat.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.tramtactic.net/W-11&lt;wbr&gt;/timetable-cat.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116969097483023352?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116969097483023352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116969097483023352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116969097483023352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116969097483023352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-219th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 219th Anniversary!'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116616473694894084</id><published>2006-12-15T16:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T17:01:30.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>deconstructed christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/1600/459119/reconstruction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/320/912877/reconstruction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/1600/11836/reconstruction.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;about a month ago the happy-go lucky young things i work with decided to have a christmas decorating competion the theme being 'christmas - what it means to you'. of course christmas decorations are not my thing and i quickly dismissed, however in the last few weeks the enthusiasm for said competition amongst the rest of the office reached fever pitch.  now as cheesey as it sounds these people are all really nice, genuinely enthusiastic and have really help build a nice atmosphere over the last year..  So, this week rather than be a cynic, i decided to participate and interpret the theme 'what christmas meant to me'.  I'm definitely not christian, and will be off camping on christmas day - hopefully without a christmas decoration in sight.. so i decided to 'deconstruct' a christmas tree by ripping off all it's branches and turning those branches into a forest populated with flowers, koalas, and a platypus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/320/237473/deconstruction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see the pole that once was a christmas tree in this photo.. i didn't win the competition obviously and needed to explain my idea through to a few people, but that was kinda the point..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116616473694894084?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116616473694894084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116616473694894084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116616473694894084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116616473694894084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/12/deconstructed-christmas.html' title='deconstructed christmas'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116547420797240273</id><published>2006-12-07T16:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T16:57:16.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kookas</title><content type='html'>As I'm sure many of you know the kookaburra is one of my most favourite things on earth. There are a couple who live in a tree next to my house, and they've been making quite a racket for the past couple of months. I did some research and it's because it's mating season meaning lots of cooing and ooing. Also, they go off and do their own thing during the day and when they meet up at sundown they always have a big laugh together. They tend to do the same when they wake at dawn, which subsequently wakes me up and, though early is one of the nicest ways to start a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/1600/635104/kooka_parent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/320/793236/kooka_parent.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yesterday they were hanging out on my balcony, which is a new step, and they had lots of food in their mouth, and there was additional co-oing coming from a tree.. they've had a baby! and I think it's just beginning to find it's feet or wings or what have you.  When I woke this morning to lots of garbled laughter I looked outside my bedroom and the little baby was right there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/1600/427209/kooka_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/320/598661/kooka_baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ace. I am very lucky. Last year I had baby owls in the reserve which was amazing, but these guys have more personality and are like right in my face.&lt;br /&gt;You can find out more about the laughing kookaburra here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laughing_Kookaburra"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laughing_Kookaburra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116547420797240273?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116547420797240273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116547420797240273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116547420797240273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116547420797240273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/12/kookas.html' title='Kookas'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116494661701471504</id><published>2006-12-01T14:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:16:57.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'>thong thing</title><content type='html'>so i found this and did this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/1600/563302/thong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/320/39838/thong1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then walked past it for two weeks and it seemed to be doing ok.. last night it fell over so i moved it slightly and did this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/1600/737376/thong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2667/1226/320/805056/thong2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one has lasted longer than any of the others.. is it because it is 'childish' and therefore easier to understand or let be?  is there something unsettling about  celebrating and drawing attention to symbols of the working class in an area such as I live.. i will have to test my theories further..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116494661701471504?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116494661701471504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116494661701471504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116494661701471504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116494661701471504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/12/thong-thing.html' title='thong thing'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116375036466315082</id><published>2006-11-17T17:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T18:49:12.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'>gathering ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/gathering_ground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/gathering_ground.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to gathering ground at the block last night, on the coldest day in November for 100 years.. and despite technical difficulties and a wind chill I can safely say just about everyone there was feeling warm inside by the end. It was awesome! It's only on for another two nights but if you happen to read this and live in Sydney GO! Great talent Allan and Aleatha take you on a tour of the block imparting their knowledge and history of this incredibly important site. Included is a smoking ceremony &amp; ceremonial dance, a beautiful projected slide show of some of the people and memories from years ago. A great setup outside of Mundine's Gym with boxers, breakdancers, acrobatics and a band! Then a protest walk leading to the basketball courts where wire mc and his proteges drop rhymes, beats, and some krumping to boot! We then got a fashion show, and it was so nice to see these beautiful girls building confidence (as strange as the idea of deportment is). And finally a number by the redfern community choir and some great videos made by the residents. So fun! And so much talent concentrated in such a small area. I've had conversations with the organisers today, and I feel that this is the most positive event i've seen in my five years of living in Sydney. Credit has to be given to all the people who have been doing things over the past year including the Squat-space guys for the Tour of Beauty, the walking tour of the Block protest that was organised a couple of months ago, and the monthly reggae and hip hop afternoons for slowly helping educate people and contribute to a growing sense of community and understanding in wider Redfern. I think this is a culmination of all those efforts. Last night left me with a great sense of hope, and I'm sure the momentum will only grow of the next couple of nights. I've flickr'd a few photos if you want to check it out. Friday &amp;amp; Saturday 7.30pm - meet outside Redfern Station.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116375036466315082?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116375036466315082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116375036466315082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116375036466315082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116375036466315082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/11/gathering-ground.html' title='gathering ground'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116303821376529199</id><published>2006-11-09T11:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:10:25.443+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a glove appears!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/glove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" height="309" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/glove.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK so I've accepted the fact that it probably is all my imagination, but by now I don't really care, as I've become comfortable to what it's evolved into - what it means.. which i will detail when i have more time. This was a gardening glove i found in the middle of the street (the same street as the boots). I placed it in the window sills of one of the workshop spaces on the street and put more flowers in it. Looks good I reckon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116303821376529199?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116303821376529199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116303821376529199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116303821376529199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116303821376529199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/11/glove-appears.html' title='a glove appears!'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116253650374882547</id><published>2006-11-03T14:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T16:54:51.633+10:00</updated><title type='text'>titan arum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to see the very rare blooming of the titan arum last night at the botanical gardens - they opened late especially. The Titan Arum is the worlds largest and smelliest flower, and is endangered and only found in the jungles of Sumutra. It is referred to as the carcass flower because it smells of rotting flesh - this is to attract insects to it who the spread the pollen. Apparantly the flower grows 10 centimetres a day. The guys at the botanical gardens are so excited because they have managed (after 12 years!) to get two plants flowering at the same time which will allow for cross-fertilisation and make them leaders in the world for rare plant flowerings. How ace. I had a long chat to one of the horticulturalists who explained the life cycle - see the tree looking thing behind it? that's it's first manifestation, then this dies back into a bulb and then the flowers shoots up and then it dies back to the bulb and then the tree shoots up again and so on.  Amazing. Afterward i started thinking about what life must be like for it.  The idea of being still yet in constant metamorphasis.. every tiny change must be so pronounced and overwhelming. It kind of turns the way we live life on it's head.  When i woke up this morning i realised that i must have changed a little bit overnight too meaning everything is new again becuase i am a little bit different. you can see the flower for one more day in the tropical atrium, and i think the other flower blooms in two weeks for three days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116253650374882547?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116253650374882547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116253650374882547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116253650374882547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116253650374882547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/11/titan-arum.html' title='titan arum'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116227918764975567</id><published>2006-10-31T17:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T17:37:46.060+10:00</updated><title type='text'>going green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/green.jpg" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you know that something must be meaningful to you when it gets into your subconsious - like a mountion of mashed potato ala close encounters of the third kind..&lt;br /&gt;i'm working on a piece at the moment that focuses around the word green, and on my way home grabbed some groceries. funnily enough when i got home and took them out of my bag i realised my brain had been completely one-tracked and i ended up missing a few key ingredients i needed.&lt;br /&gt;the piece i'm making is not about green as in ecology, but about the idea linked to the phrase 'the grass is greener on the other side'.&lt;br /&gt;it's a strange one, and when you think about it sums up many societal and social problems that tend to arise. when i think about it while shopping i end up having soy milk with broccoli and snow peas for dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116227918764975567?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116227918764975567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116227918764975567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116227918764975567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116227918764975567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/10/going-green.html' title='going green'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116159270025215094</id><published>2006-10-23T18:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T18:50:46.203+10:00</updated><title type='text'>from little things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/nest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/nest.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was my friend's birthday on the weekend, and on the way to her party I thought I'd pick up some flowers for her from the shopping centre nearest my house.  To get there you need to walk through a lovely nature reserve.  I had been woken up most mornings for the past couple of weeks to cries of baby birds so was not so surprised to find a beautiful nest on the ground.  It was very small, and I assume that it must have outgrown it's owner.  The craftmanship was amazing - some thick white wadding weaved through with some sturdy black plastic thread. At the shops I found a white box and tissue paper - and amazingly some quail eggs! I presented it to my friend who loved it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116159270025215094?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116159270025215094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116159270025215094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116159270025215094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116159270025215094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/10/from-little-things.html' title='from little things'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116098918947432477</id><published>2006-10-16T18:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T10:14:01.680+10:00</updated><title type='text'>greatest love poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/melbtree.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/melbtree.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So two of my oldest, dearest, straight but whacky friends got hitched in Carlton Gardens on the weekend and I had to give a speech. I decided I was going to write the best love poem ever written by referencing the best love song lyrics ever written - a postmodern pop pastiche in line with my current obsession with turns of phrase.  On assesment of the generally conservative guests I started to worry that my poem would go down like bruce springsteen to the river (ie dive), but my fears were allayed when we arrived at the reception and they had a screen silently playing their favourite movies throughout the evening being electric boogaloo, the karate kid, and bring it on. Here it is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'The Greatest Love Poem'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Matt and Foong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes give me your hand, do you feel my heart beating?&lt;br /&gt;Beacause I'm crazy for you, touch me once and you know it's true,&lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful to me&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what love is, I want you to show me &lt;br /&gt;And nothing's going to stop us now&lt;br /&gt;Beacause these dreams are made when I close my eyes, &lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to see we're in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;So give me the beat boy and soothe my soul, I want to get lost in your rock n roll,&lt;br /&gt;Because everything I do I do it for you&lt;br /&gt;And I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;Sweet child of mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116098918947432477?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116098918947432477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116098918947432477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116098918947432477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116098918947432477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/10/greatest-love-poem.html' title='greatest love poem'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-116003714657434657</id><published>2006-10-05T18:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:06:21.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart major mori</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I heart Major Michael Mori. As the name would suggest, he is a Major - for the US Marines, David Hicks' lawyer and one of the most endearing, earnest, just people I have seen speak. I saw him speak a few weeks ago in Sydney at Angel place. He was great. Essentially because he cannot present his case to the US government, he is presenting it to the Australian public in the hope we will demand our government do something. Mori is quite sure that all we have to do is ask (like the british) and David will be returned. But apparantly Ruddock or Howard never have. Why? Dunno. Rather that me hatchet the facts, there's a great audio interview and full transcript of his interview with Andrew Denton available here: &lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/tv/enoughrope/transcripts/s1709428.htm"&gt;http://www.abc.net.au/tv/enoughrope/transcripts/s1709428.htm&lt;/a&gt; which is a pretty good summary of the case.  Speaking of noble men in dubious positions I  also heart John Stanhope, the Cheif Minister of the ACT who nominated Terry Hicks as Father of the Year, released the terrow laws on the internet and tried to get civil unions free of discrimination.  He also saved some drowning kid in a river.  I found this picture in Newcastle of all places, which reminded me to share the love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-116003714657434657?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/116003714657434657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=116003714657434657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116003714657434657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/116003714657434657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-heart-major-mori.html' title='i heart major mori'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115917359931652698</id><published>2006-09-25T18:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T17:51:58.456+10:00</updated><title type='text'>shoe business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another boot appears! This boot was found in the park behind my house.. they are getting closer.. it's another single boot - this one has laces and the other (listed a few posts below) did not, so unless there is a one legged man (i assume from the size of the shoe) whom discards his spare boots willy-nilly i believe that this game might be still on rather than it just being my imagination.. i was beginning to doubt myself, as i had to stop tending the other boot when i went to WA for a week and it had disappeared when i came back. Though, given where i put it it was for all and sundry to grab, and given I don't exactly live in the most broadminded corner of sydney, it's not surprising. It did last about a week up there though, and I would place new, different flowers in it most nights. Anyway, when this boot appeared - placed ever so obviously - i decided to leave it where it was but add flowers again. i have no idea what this is about but it's definitely blossoming into something..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115917359931652698?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115917359931652698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115917359931652698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115917359931652698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115917359931652698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/09/shoe-business.html' title='shoe business'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115872857352095293</id><published>2006-09-20T14:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T19:46:37.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'>proudly australian?</title><content type='html'>whilst i'm on the topic of my local supermarket i may as well document a small action i carried out upon it last year, and provide an update on where things are currently at..  so. last year I read about the community of Maleny in QLD and their struggle to stop a Woolworths being built in their town. They opposed the need for a 'one stop shop' in their community and were up in arms about the proposed build site, which was right next to the Obi Obi Creek. Together they had also raised funds to buy the land and create a park. We're talking hundreds of thousands of dollars. That's pretty incredible. They also conducted an environmental impact study and discovered that that area of the Obi Obi creek is a sensitive platypus breeding ground (ie contained up to thirty burrows). Now as far as I'm aware when an animal is an 'endangered' species I their habitats are protcted by law. But somehow with the help of Caloundra council Woolworths managed to 'gazzump' the community, acquire the land and get their building permit. All the background info about the backyard dealing are available here: &lt;a href="http://www.malenyvoice.com/"&gt;http://www.malenyvoice.com/&lt;/a&gt;. I have never seen a platypus, and have gone on several treks down rivers with the sole purpose of seeing one so I was pretty upset by this. It wasn't until the Maleny community took a full page ad out in The Australian stating their case and asking people to boycott Woolworths that I felt I should do something. I've never met these people and their approach to the whole thing has seemed pretty reasonable so I didn't want to do anything to radical that may actually harm their position or causes or put their name to anything that they were not associated with, so I went down the more subversive route to spark the interest or imagination as it were.. so going on the no skateboards, no knives yadda yadda as you entered the supermarket I added these to the window of the supermarket and a couple of other in the greater area where i live:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sydplaty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/sydplaty1.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sydplaty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/sydplaty2.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they lasted a couple of days before they took them down, but the thing is i walk past there on my way home and i'm a bit of a night owl and the supermarket was always closed and i just whacked new ones up. this lasted a few weeks before I felt I'd made my point. It was quite fun really. I also wrote to the MD of Woolwoths who sent back a very detailed explanation of their case which sounded quite rational (a bit like the nuclear energy debate does).. anyway, I emailed the community with these images and they were very pleased and put them on their website here: &lt;a href="http://www.malenyvoice.com/obiobi/Your_Opinion/pages/sydney.htm"&gt;http://www.malenyvoice.com/obiobi/Your_Opinion/pages/sydney.htm&lt;/a&gt; . So a year on and and after the flouro debarcle I thought I'd revist. triplej's hack did a story which you can listen to here: &lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/triplej/hack/notes/mp3s/woolies.mp3"&gt;http://www.abc.net.au/triplej/hack/notes/mp3s/woolies.mp3&lt;/a&gt; it's very interesting. And arcording to Maleny's &lt;a href="http://www.malenyvoice.com/index.php"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; (which was updated last week) the woolworths has opened. nobody is shopping there. their perishables are going off and they are being underwritten by other supermarkets in the chain in that area. It does seem like a pretty stupid and futile exercise on the part of Woolworths. What is inspirational is the way the community have banded together and continue to be vigilant. If you have some time you should check out all the amzing and creative actions they've taken over the past year. Actually you can see the remnants one of the platy stickers on the bin full of flouros in the post below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115872857352095293?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115872857352095293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115872857352095293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115872857352095293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115872857352095293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/09/proudly-australian.html' title='proudly australian?'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115857161755423426</id><published>2006-09-18T18:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:26:57.606+10:00</updated><title type='text'>when light turns dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/light3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="262" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/light3.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/light1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/light1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I captured this on my new phone as i was walking past my local supermarket rather late at night the other week. They must have a 'let's replace all the flouro tubes in our shop with new ones' night. Anyway, seeing them all in their rubbish bins like that just doesn't look right. Interesting but not right. Anyway, I did my research and fluoro lights contain mercury that, when released into landfill (by crushing etc) has a toxic effect on plant and animals and if it gets into the water supply, well it's all wrong. Bad supermarket.  Anyway I found this Australian company - SITA environmental solutions (part of a french company) who recycle the tubes and use all the elements for a whole bunch of stuff. The glass gets turned into glass wool for home insulation and the mercury goes to some dental thing (an amalgam - whatever that is). Anyway cool huh.  I think I shall be enlightening my supermarket of their existence. You can read more about what they do with the tubes here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sita.com.au/upload/file/file_200592715301111357.pdf"&gt;http://www.sita.com.au/upload/file/file_200592313534747941.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115857161755423426?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115857161755423426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115857161755423426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115857161755423426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115857161755423426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-light-turns-dark.html' title='when light turns dark'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115681728955174354</id><published>2006-08-29T11:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T12:08:09.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sticking the boot in..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/boot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/boot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the past, i'd say, month i have been playing a game of cat and mouse or perhaps a one to many game with a single bludstone boot that appeared on the street i live.  Every couple of days it gets moved to a new location.  On my walk home I find it, put it in a new crevis, and then a couple of days later it moves somewhere else.  I finally felt this had gone on long enough and decided to raise the stakes a little.. last night i stuck the boot in a very prominent place hanging out of a wall with flowers in it.  This morning I walked past and it was still there, although someone had taken one of the flowers. which is cute.  I am quite excited to see what happens next..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115681728955174354?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115681728955174354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115681728955174354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115681728955174354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115681728955174354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/08/sticking-boot-in.html' title='sticking the boot in..'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115563058932973088</id><published>2006-08-15T17:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T18:29:49.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/Owen%20yawns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/Owen%20yawns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lafargeecosystems.com/main/index.php"&gt;Lafarge eco systems &lt;/a&gt;are a company in kenya who have, over thirty years, created complete ecosystems from depleted quarries. They rehabilitate the wasteland by planting casuarina pine (an australian tree) which is the only tree to thrive in the limestone conditions. Once grown, the pine nettles drop to the ground and decompose which add nutrients to the ground. This takes a long time, but they discovered the red millipede (locally abundant) was able to feed and digest the nettles which greatly sped up the process. Once the layer of nutrients is returned to the ground  other insects, birds and animals return (birds, bats etc) which add to the dispersal of nutrients, and then they thin the pines and introduce local plants and vegetation.  &lt;br /&gt;They have created a variety of ecosystems including grasslands and have even restored wetlands from sterile, murky quarry water.  This land is protected, and they have introduced mammals such as giraffes, buffalos, and hippopotamuses successfully.  Incredible stuff.  I became aware of them because of Owen and Mzee.  You'd probably remember this story from the huge tsnumai.  A baby hippo had been washed out of a river in Kenya and into the sea and he was stranded on coral. He was rescued by Lafarge and named Owen. When they released him in the park he immediately latched onto a 100 year old tortoise named Mzee who is now his adopted mother.  It's seriously cute. Anyway their keeper has kept a blog from the very beginning and continues to update it every couple of days.  Have a look here: &lt;a href="http://www.lafargeecosystems.com/main/blog.php?mod=view&amp;page=1"&gt;http://www.lafargeecosystems.com/main/blog.php?mod=view&amp;page=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115563058932973088?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115563058932973088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115563058932973088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115563058932973088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115563058932973088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/08/lafarge-eco-systems-are-company-in.html' title=''/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115527516506259044</id><published>2006-08-11T15:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T20:30:12.493+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My universe is awalk around the block..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/bottle,graf,moss.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/200/bottle%2Cgraf%2Cmoss.3.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/car,motor,bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/200/car%2Cmotor%2Cbike.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/wood,iron,ice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/200/wood%2Ciron%2Cice.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy's talk reminded me of a project i did in berlin when i was over there doing a residency as part of &lt;a href="http://transitlounge.org/"&gt;transit lounge&lt;/a&gt;. i wasn't happy with the execution - thinking i needed a litlle more time, equipment and ingenuity to pull off my video solar system that the participant was the centre of - so i kind of ejected it from my brain. however i was speaking one of the organisers of the transit lounge at teddy's talk which reminded me of my own border theories i had been playing with and she was saying that the local press in berlin responded to my work, what exactly i'm not sure but it was positive. It was the first time i had really thought about it since i left.&lt;br /&gt;So, backtracking, the residency's main theme was, as the name would suggest, transit.. i was particularly interested in travellers and the geo-political borders they cross in order to get where they are going ie crossing the middle east en route to europe from sydney.. and wanted to use google earth as the technology.. I'd worked out how to record video from the hard drive of google traking which was a start.. and then spent weeks of hell over-intellectualising everything, blowing out ideas and failing to put my finger on any one thing. Those weeks involved waking up at our apartment, walking around one corner of the block to get bread, walking around the next corner to get to the gallery, and then walking around the next corner in the evening to get beer. So essentially, I had spent 2 days in transit to go to the other side of the world to spend my days walking around this one little block in Friedricshain. A realisation thankfully. So I'd already worked out how to map ontop of google earth so I took a walk around the block and gathered textures from my journey around it.. i then created a solar system of planets mapping the textures to the earth and recording the planets orbit as video. The plan was then through projectors and monitors to emulate a universe with me, you , whoever being the centre of it. I also made a map book, that was a pictorial rationale of the idea. Unfortunately after weeks of being immersed in it technology decided to fail on me and file formats, computers, and projectors all decided to crap out. Oh if given a few more days. This left me deeply dissapointed and I didn't want to think about it anymore, let alone think about another video project for a while. So months later, i find out my little book was all it took for the Friedricshain press to warm to it and discuss it, hooray. And this info fresh on the back of Teddy's inspirational talk. Maybe I'll start tracking my daily walks again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115527516506259044?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115527516506259044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115527516506259044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115527516506259044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115527516506259044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-universe-is-awalk-around-block.html' title=''/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115517567011823227</id><published>2006-08-10T11:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:07:50.153+10:00</updated><title type='text'>teddy cruz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/cruz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/cruz2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So i went and saw teddy cruz speak last night who is amazing and inspirational. i think i was particularly interested having just spent time in america and gaining a more tangible understanding of the illegal immigrant situation and how the economy is totally dependent on it, and was interested in someone who looked at actual and social borders and the transgression between the two and how best to work within them.  It was a lot to digest - the thing that's stuck in my head is his statement about not being able to get money from urban planning or government groups to develop his 'solutions' to public housing, and instead had to get money from art institutions for 'installations' as it were. It must be frustrating. His work is socially focused and to say well you can do it if it looks good but we're not interested in it for real urban planning R&amp;D purposes must be a double edged sword. And that made me start thinking about why social services don't have the same R&amp;amp;D capital attached as other government responsibilities as health and science, industry etc, and then I remembered that you can't make money off poor people, and that you don't want people in public housing to feel secure or comfortable because then they may not feel so worthless about being poor. Anyway I will stop this before i get waver to the cynical side - a lot of what was discussed last night is also discussed here: &lt;a href="http://www.aia.org/cod_lajolla_042404_teddycruz"&gt;http://www.aia.org/cod_lajolla_042404_teddycruz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115517567011823227?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115517567011823227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115517567011823227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115517567011823227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115517567011823227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/08/teddy-cruz.html' title='teddy cruz'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115492589597360786</id><published>2006-08-07T14:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:44:55.983+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/death_valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/death_valley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blog is turning into quite the diary, but I had to write about my dream on the weekend. So there i was on another planet, and it was populated with humans in a kind of ramshackled downtown way but there was a lot of ruble around instead of concrete etc.. anyway I walked into one of the buildings and there was a guy sitting at a table. I sat down and started a conversation. Apparantly the 'mission' as it were, was the brain child of Robert Kennedy, and he set the thing up under the JFK administration. The man then told me that he used to work in a casino in Vegas, but one day it burned down so Bobby sent him and his co-workers to this planet to start afresh. We were then joined by a couple of other people, and I asked them this and that. The standout problem it seemed was that everything was very expensive and they had to share their socks.&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend about this and she thinks perhaps I am the next L.Ron Hubbard. Anyway, it was nice to remind myself about RFK.. he seemed like a fairly decent guy.&lt;br /&gt;More on Bobby at wikipeadia: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_F._Kennedy"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_F._Kennedy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above  image is from Death Valley - which totally felt like being on another planet - amazing, quite scary place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115492589597360786?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115492589597360786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115492589597360786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115492589597360786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115492589597360786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-this-blog-is-turning-into-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115465011007825801</id><published>2006-08-04T10:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T10:08:30.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/fab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/fab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for all your laundry needs?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found last night behind the park on fovuex st surry hills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115465011007825801?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115465011007825801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115465011007825801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115465011007825801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115465011007825801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-all-your-laundry-needs-found-last.html' title=''/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115457212809796843</id><published>2006-08-03T11:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T15:44:12.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my giant attraction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/bike.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/bike.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i've been back i've taken to riding around centennial park on my beauty the 'giant attraction'. at first it felt very wierd.. like i now had to start reading the good weekend religously, and be overly concerned with financial planning. then it kind of felt like participation in present nostalgia if that makes ny sense. but, you know what? it's just really nice. a few laps round the park and you see a bunch of people from all over the shop kicking back and looking pretty happy. community groups, exented families, teams, lovers, teenagers getting up to no good, parents bonding with their children.. all hanging out and being generally tolerant of each other. i've been trying hard, but i can't really knock it. who knows i may even find myself picnicing there one day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115457212809796843?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115457212809796843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115457212809796843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115457212809796843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115457212809796843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-giant-attraction.html' title='my giant attraction'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115433221197861691</id><published>2006-07-31T17:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T17:59:35.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/wind1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/wind1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What about wind?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was heading out of San Fran we went past the most amazing landscape of thousands of wind turbines. While they may not be capable of being the only answer to sustainable energy, they certainly should be a bigger part of the solution in an agricultural country like Australia. I'm particularly interested that cattle can graze on the land at the same time meaning the space can be used to further potential. And i think they look amazing which seems to be the greatest argument against them. And surely anything looks better than a nuclear power plant? Can you imagine what the cows would look like if they grazed near there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For and against in plain terms from the BBC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/actionnetwork/A2369892"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/actionnetwork/A2369892&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115433221197861691?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115433221197861691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115433221197861691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115433221197861691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115433221197861691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-about-wind-when-i-was-heading-out.html' title=''/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115399335156629989</id><published>2006-07-27T19:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T15:38:48.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected homecoming..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/steph_tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/jaleel_tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" height="315" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/jaleel_tv.jpg" width="230" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steffy_c's rules to not being a cynic #1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone looks interesting.. say hello. for all you know they might be super nice rock stars from new york who invite you to their sold out show. you then might hang out and make a new friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115399335156629989?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115399335156629989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115399335156629989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115399335156629989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115399335156629989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/07/unexpected-homecoming.html' title='Unexpected homecoming..'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115399263178233564</id><published>2006-07-27T19:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T19:32:47.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tye or die crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/tyeordie_kev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" height="299" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/tyeordie_kev.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/tyeordie_steph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" height="297" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/tyeordie_steph.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tye or die crew in full effect for their special guest appereance at splendour in the grass.&lt;br /&gt;See more at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/92068415@N00/"&gt;Marks Splendour photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/62448598@N00/"&gt;Tracey's Splendour photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115399263178233564?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115399263178233564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115399263178233564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115399263178233564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115399263178233564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/07/tye-or-die-crew.html' title='tye or die crew'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115329039319653755</id><published>2006-07-19T16:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:53:42.260+10:00</updated><title type='text'>and the light said..</title><content type='html'>looking at the outside looking in. in Chelsea. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/inout1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/inout1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/inout2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/inout2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115329039319653755?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115329039319653755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115329039319653755' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115329039319653755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115329039319653755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-light-said.html' title='and the light said..'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115311882320194285</id><published>2006-07-17T16:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:54:34.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'>let there be light</title><content type='html'>nyc is enlightening in so many unexpected ways, but i think my favourite thing is simply the light. each hour passing can be felt and seen and colours sharpen and shine and diffuse again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/deescsun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/deescsun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/nycaftrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/nycaftrain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/nycsunrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/nycsunrain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115311882320194285?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115311882320194285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115311882320194285' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115311882320194285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115311882320194285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/07/let-there-be-light.html' title='let there be light'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115311758632541233</id><published>2006-07-17T16:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T12:27:29.273+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lady shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/shoes1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/shoes1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/shoes2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/shoes2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/shoes3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/shoes3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that many lady shoes someone was always gonna get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/shoes3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115311758632541233?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115311758632541233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115311758632541233' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115311758632541233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115311758632541233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/07/lady-shoes.html' title='lady shoes'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115261076086878587</id><published>2006-07-11T19:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T19:39:20.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sign of the times</title><content type='html'>i found these signs over the past few weeks, they all have their own thing going on. i like the way they punctuate the space and infer a new meaning. A bump in the bump, no standing only seesawing, and the red nose on the reindeer found in the hollywood hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/rudolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/rudolf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/bump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/bump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/seesaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115261076086878587?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115261076086878587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115261076086878587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115261076086878587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115261076086878587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/07/sign-of-times.html' title='sign of the times'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944039.post-115258164324760678</id><published>2006-07-11T11:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T10:26:09.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'>there were so many good reasons to get out of bed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/bubblekids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/bubbleman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/bubblekids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/320/bubblekids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored of being a cynic. this is my new blog dedicated to things that makes my happy. let's start my bubbles. From KL to NYC. It would take a hard nosed cynic to deny the word of bubbles..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30944039-115258164324760678?l=notacynic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/feeds/115258164324760678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30944039&amp;postID=115258164324760678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115258164324760678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30944039/posts/default/115258164324760678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notacynic.blogspot.com/2006/07/there-were-so-many-good-reasons-to-get.html' title='there were so many good reasons to get out of bed.'/><author><name>steffy_c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06065772266643669142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2667/1226/1600/sceye.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
