IPCC Sixth Assessment Report – will our nation rise to the occasion?

Will the stark reality between Australia’s climate future and the denial, the fudging and blustering for economic and special interests finally come home to roost?

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IPCC Sixth Assessment Report will be released at 6pm today.

Will the stark reality between Australia’s climate future and the denial, the fudging and blustering for economic and special interests finally come home to roost?

Will our government finally be dragged kicking and screaming to join the consensus of our nearest neighbors, whose future as proud island nations reach to an inevitable, whimpering conclusion?

Will it acknowledge its contribution to our current, escalating crisis and take appropriate action or will it continue to nibble away, staring blankly ahead, irrespective of the calamities that are increasing befalling our nation?

A gas lead recovery is a fools errand that will be our nations shame and the demise of our nations pride.

#climatechange #ipcc #greeneconomy

The New Climate War trailer

Audiovisual animation for Michael Mann’s upcoming book – The New Climate War.

Audiovisual animation for Michael Mann’s upcoming book – The New Climate War.

The style of the video was a bit of a homage to The Expanse which has some great scenes of planets in their trailer.

Spent a lot of time picking a great track from Storyblocks and then aligning the animations to the beat. This one is Arabic Cinematic Middle Eastern Music from Artist, Volodymyr Piddubnyk.

Here I used maps and cloud textures from NASA and created globes using Adobe After Effects for the realistic Earth scenes. For the single colour Earth’s I used Adobe Illustrator to colour and simplify them. I also used effects from Mister Horse Animation Composer, to speed up the animation process.

Finally, I added some sound effects to animations which rounded out the animations.

The New Climate War

Animated videos for Michael E. Mann’s upcoming book – The New Climate War.

Here’s some animated videos I created for Michael E. Mann’s upcoming book – The New Climate War. Creating animations like this, is a way I can give back and highlight the climate crisis and support our advocates .

The first is a 15 second clip and the second one minute but includes quotes from reviewers.

Short clip
Clip with quotes.

More info on The New Climate book can be found here:


The animation concept was to keep it aligned to the book cover and not make it too overly dramatic.

The animations were created using Adobe After Effects. The globe maps and clouds were flat maps from NASA which I flattened, simplified and coloured in Adobe Illustrator. I used CC Sphere effect and set the rotation of the earth and clouds to difference speeds. I also added additional turbulence to the clouds as well as several illumination effects.

Climate Fool

We are at risk of losing everything that we hold dear. Before our eyes record temperatures on the rise year on year.

An animated short film on Australia’s climate change denial and the importance of moving away from fossil fuels and embracing a renewable future.

An animated climate change video that tries to connect with the audience. History will not judge us favourably until we stop obfuscating and set aggressive goals to reduce carbon emissions. Accounting tricks and woefully inadequate Paris Targets do us all a disservice. Blatantly wrong strategic choices on a gas led recovery are going to come back to haunt us unless do the right thing.

“EU set to deny gas power plants a green investment label”

No doubt I’m preaching the converted – but I hope you enjoy the video which is best seen with the sound on.

#climatechange #climateemergency #climatecrisis #climate

This animated video tries to capture the audience emotionally rather than through facts and figures. It focuses on the potential of extinction of some of our most beloved animals.

I think I’ll keep coming back to this video and adding additional scenes that bring this important issue to life.

 Climate Fool
 Australia’s emission’s denial
 We are at risk 
 Of losing everything
 that we hold dear.
 Before our eyes
 record temperatures
 on the rise
 year on year.
 Extended bushfire seasons,
 more severe.
 Droughts and floods
 now our constant companion.
 This climate crisis
 threatens the very existence 
 of the symbols
 that define our nation.
 Koala extinction in NSW by 2050.
 Can you imagine a future
 without them?
 Is this the Australia
 we want to leave
 our children
 and our children’s children?
 Will the destruction
 of our country
 be our legacy?
 There is a way.
 Carbon emission targets
 that reduce emissions by 50% 
 in the next decade
 and zero targets by 2050
 can take us back from the brink.
 We can make a difference.
 If we stop listening to the lies
 of polluters 
 mining, coal, oil and gas industries
 with their insatiable greed.
 Politicians at their beck and call
 ignoring science
 with outrageous lies 
 and slights of hand
 to get money, 
 to stay in power,
 regardless of the consequences.
 There is hope.
 We can chart a path using renewable energy.
 If we act now
 to stop  
 the destruction
 of our lucky country.

Today’s Australia

For too long we’ve sat imperiously on the fence 
Now we find ourselves singed and scarred by fire
Ash continually falls 
A remnant of the past
Smoke filling our lungs 
As we draw a pained morning breath
While our silent gaze tries to penetrate that unnatural haze
In stillness to view a blackened surround
That’s become today’s Australia.

Our bankrupt dogmatic politicians 
A little more uncomfortable each day
Reeking of their intransigence 
Refusing to be swayed
Logical arguments batted away
By their righteous indignation
A bankrupt and wretched moral code 
Where their slights of hand 
Can no longer obfuscate.

Our chorus is finally finding its voice
A brotherhood of common man
With each passing day
Coming together and growing stronger 
An audience finally found
Realisation dawning
Of endless horror ahead 
With no end in sight.

Time for action 
We demand
Lack of imagination is no excuse
Time to put petty ideologies aside
For the tipping point has been reached
And passed
And we have failed the test
To care for our children 
Our obligations as stewards of this land
And consigned our ignominious  place in history.

We are now on that slippery path
On our way down 
A shadowy abyss awaits
Time to act
Time at least
To minimise the impact of our fall
Time to get off that rickety fence
Before we too turn into ash.

©Vinod Ralh. 2019



Forgive me
For I fear
We will stumble
We will fall
For our species
Has proven
Is incapable of more.

We trip over our own excesses
Without recognising our indulgences
Frame an equation without countenance
Our regard
It weighs
In favour of our privilege .

Lifting our gaze imperiously
From a bloody floor
We pick ourselves up
Squeezing out a breath so painfully
Heaving with all our might
Turning to sneer at those miscreants
Our poor undeserving brethren
The invisible
For on their backs
As always
We will
Unashamedly crawl.

Our eyes fixated on futures past
Illusions born from papering thin walls
A denial of our own morality
Our impending inescapable mortality
A consequence for all to bear.

There is no fairytale ending here
Blind optimism
Wishful thinking
Will make no difference
We will deny all truth
And with our ever so selfish acts
Our world inevitably
Tragically disintegrates
Until our very end.

Inevitably temperatures rise
Destroying all that is society
Satisfied with the consequence
Of our inaction
We party on
Why not?
To the very end.

As long
As if
At the very last
That gasp
So final
To draw
Is ours
Not theirs
At the very end.

Forgive me
For our inevitable extinction
Is the only rationale scientific conclusion
For within a 100 years
Civilisation as we know it
Will surely end.


Part of a series of poems of potential futures. This will part of an art exhibit later this week.

I read some research on likely outcomes and where we are headed unless we change our ways… and wanted to show one future that is becoming increasingly likely. I know everyone likes an optimistic ending but I wanted to try something that ends bleakly – where we end up with what is the 6th major extinction event to befall this planet with a very different society and planet.

I used Adobe After Effects to create a 3D earth based on map textures from NASA and then a dust effect similar to that of the Avengers movies from tutorials on the Internet.

A hard yet fulfilled life on the land

A hard yet fulfilled life on the land. Lines etched on his face by hard won gains. Battling against all elements. Against nature’s bane.

A hard yet fulfilled life on the land

Lines etched on his face

By hard won gains

Battling against all elements

Against nature’s bane.

With a farm inherited from his father’s father

With a proud lineage and strong legacy

He is a pillar of the local, rural community

He doesn’t say much

But is always there to support those in need

Our honourable battler.

A harsh Australian outback

A parched corner of the land

In futile search of rain

In constant yearning,

In constant pain.

With cattle in desperate need of feed

Foraging in dusty paddocks

For meagre grasses

That are distant memories

Long gone

They are starving

Sagging skins draping skeletal frames

Disease takes hold

Too late — they can’t be sold!

No option left but culling stock

Too late to remake his lot.

With debt also the way of life

With incessant bills to pay

Mounting up, perilously high

An amount so obscene


On the brink

Threatening to come crashing down

To destroy his life’s work

To take away his crown.

For all of his experience

For all his father taught him

From generations passed knowledge

The practices and ways

The tricks in his kit bag

The wisdom of the age

With slow governmental policies

That sow confusion

With handouts that shame

They are unable to help him face today’s demons

That climate change has unleashed

Nature’s revenge

Unchecked by man

Upon his unwary, tempered land.

And now his façade is slipping

His belief system is faltering

The pressure continues building

His failings are exposed

This strong and unfailing farmer

Has to grudgingly turn to face a truth

A truth that he has tried desperately to stow

That the master of his surroundings

One that he has shaped with his own two bare hands

That represents his essence, his being

That represents his soul

Well that world

That his world

Is slipping through his fingers

Is inexorably crumbling


Turning to dust.

How does he reconcile this new truth with his wife?

That he has to break her faith?

That all that he could do — has been done

That there is no honest answer

That there is no other path to follow

That he has faltered

That he is lost this fight

That he has failed

That he is cast adrift

In that unforgiving, sun-burnt land.

The knot in his chest grows tighter

Sweat drips from his brow

Sleep continues to evade

And it is in those witching hours

In the pitch black of night

The darkness before dawn

When despair is at its zenith

With innermost fears brutally exposed

Ominous rumblings become louder

His thoughts turn to something wretched

Dreadful whispering surround him

Of a final escape from his onslaught.

He dismisses it in a second

But yet

There is a slight delay…

But yet

It sits there just below the surface




Enticing him

Seducing him

Growing at the edges

Biding its time


Offering its warm intoxicating embrace

A final resolution

The bringer of peace

The harbinger of rest

To be rid of his anguish

To take all his troubles away.

Our dear, stoic farmer

So unwittingly close to his own demise

Pondering his potential options

Options that he dare not speak out loud

Because of pride.

“Oh for the love of God!

Oh for the shame!

Another day

Another night

All consuming

More bills to pay!

No end in sight!

It’s never been this bad before

Nothing I do makes a difference!”

He sighs.

And it is in that watershed moment

At his life’s tipping point

Standing at the precipice

Preparing himself

When all is lost

To take a step beyond

To flee this world

To escape his chains.

And it is in that moment

In the stillness of the morning break

Upon lightening skies

In that oh so precious moment

As he watches the sun slowly rise

Dazzling beams reach across the horizon

Casting their golden rays on all to him that is precious

As he hears a trilling birds cry.

It is in that moment

That he remembers

In that grace

That he realises

Where all that is good in life

Envelops him

That he finally makes a decision

That he finally decides.

With great strength and ultimate resolve

With all his character

With love in his eyes

Of a shared history

Of tears, of laughter, of pain and surprise

A lifetime in its making

Against all his training

That a man must follow

His code

With a never seen before openness

His pride exposed to the elements

Laying down his shame


He turns to his wife.


Part of a series of poems on financial inclusion. This one focusing on the drought and the increased rates of suicide in farming communities. Photos edited from unsplash. In the animated video I experimented with motion capture.

Climatic – a climate change story

At its heart its about the issue of apathy towards climate change, why there such a lack of interest and how we can engage people in this important issue. It discusses how we can find a way to move people from a position of apathy to interested and then finally to become activists.

Advance Australia Fair – A Climate Change Story

The idea for this poem came out of GovHack 2018 – a programming competition in Australia using government open data sets . Our team settled on climate change and environmental data sets and I wanted to experiment with using poem structure to explain the issue and our solution. My first attempt at a poem and recording it over a weekend was terrible but I felt so alarmed by the research I had done on climate change that I continued refine it for several months afterwards.

At its heart its about the issue of apathy towards climate change, why there such a lack of interest and how we can engage people in this important issue. It discusses how we can find a way to move people from a position of apathy to interested and then finally to become activists.

It represents one of my first spoken word poems and I was initially quite nervous to put it out in the wild… but then I thought life’s too short!

I recorded a video version using many photos from unsplash.com – so thanks to that site and the many photographers whose excellent work I’ve used that are provided for free to the community.

It’s extraordinary climate deniers remain in Australian Politics

David Attenborough

Australians all let us rejoice

For we are young and free

We’ve golden soil and wealth for toil

Our home is girt by sea

Our land abounds in nature’s gifts

Of beauty rich and rare

In history’s page, let every stage

Advance Australia Fair

In joyful strains then let us sing

Advance Australia Fair

The majestic beauty of our land 

Its frailties so easily exposed.

Crops inundated by floods

And starved by drought 

Farmers wandering what to sow

The beauty of our coastal plains 

And our coral reefs diversity,

Whispering their bittersweet  swansong

To our nation 

So Poignantly 

A story of unrelenting turmoil and tragedy.




Affected by this new and terrible reality.

The imperceptible creeping rise of H20

It’s higher tides and storm surges 

With its urges 

To wash away all signs of our humanity

While we struggle to see the impending calamity

As it lurches ever closer

The harsh price we pay

With weather patterns 

Taking no pity on our damaged lands

Our bedraggled homes pummeled by  downpours and blight

Our browning lawns gasping

Eeking out paltry vapours as they fight

For their very  survival.

We stare on in false ecstasy 

With false bravado at our lucky country

With idle chatter and polite social conversation 

We fixate on investment, 

Of house prices with all their fallacies

Choosing to ignore the elephant trumpeting in our room

Can you not see Caesar!

Rome is burning!

We stare on…

Our gazes carefully ignoring that which  is in front of our eyes. 

Like lobsters in a pot


Oblivious of our impending culinary demise

An hors d’oeurve, 

To be quickly nibbled, digested and our remains to be cast aside

Why so much apathy to this danger?

The signals clearly in front of our eyes

How big do the billboards need to be 

to be recognised?

Do the neon lights need to be flashing?

The foghorns blaring?

What can we surmise?

What will it take

For us to stumble off the couch

Stumbling as if drunk

With bleary eyes

With uncertainty 

With sweaty bodies fattened by inaction

With little consensus of the right path

With trepidation and meditation

But now with conviction 

Be brave

Suck it in

We will enter the fray.

Lead on McDuff!

Lead on!

Are we deer frozen by some blinding headlights?

Is our political system too broken? 

To focused  on sound bites that have no might

Our media chasing headline stories 

Of vacuous celebrities that amount only to a pregnant pause.

Our scientists shouting in the wilderness 

Their voices drowned out

Not finding a voice that can be heard 

Not finding a connection to the greater cause

In this desert

Do we simply bury our heads in the sand?

Is the problem too large for us to understand?

So do we shrug our shoulders and continue on our way?

Do we have the power and wherewithal to stay

To fight

Are we delegating our responsibility?

Believing that a higher power will be our salvation?

That there is no need for consternation.

That the Mighty Lord in his revelations 

Will save us from our flaws.

Is that our mitigation?

But just in case…

Can we not in our busy lives,

simply take a moment to


Close our eyes



Do we not feel some foreboding?

A faint tingling in our bodies

The tip of our tongue

Our second sense

If we strain our eyes 

do we not see the shadows lurking?

How do we tear away a popcorn generation.

One weaned on the teat that is our fixation.

A Facebook generation that will pout, take a pic, and share their devotion 

Hungrily counting their ephemeral adulation

And a commitment so slight 

That as a wispy breeze it simply ends with a like. 

How do we put a stop to mind numbing activity 

How do we shift our gaze to the fore

To help us realise that the world’s fuse has been lit

That this may lead to a moment

A moment that leaves the world with no option

No option but to eject us 

Eject us while our species 

Our species that is still in its infancy

A not-so-innocent babe in arms

Snuffed out

Before Its legacy has even  begun 

How do we wake up a generation from its slumber

That it is being led by a Joker

An orange pied piper – a ludicrous New Yorker

Perhaps to our eventual elimination?

To shake man, women and child  from their complacency

To show them it is not too late

That we can crawl to the starting gate

And That we through many small steps walk the talk with conviction

And then,  as a nation our future generations will be ready to run at the problems head on, tempered by experience

 and armed with the knowledge that there is no one else

That we have gifted this world to them

This problem to solve

In our shame…

For there is no one else to blame…

I hope …not too late…

The is hope…

Can we use technology effectively to connect emotionally

To tear the bleary eyed from their stupor

With tools to hook them

Not with far fetched fantasy

But to show them the effects of climate change now to their hometowns, communities and families

With tools that let them see the impact first hand

That tell a  story that they can understand 

To open their eyes and digest a future chapter to be written

From that dusty book

You know – that book that they never picked up from the library

In a lonely corner

What’s it called?

Ah yes!

That’s the section

That’s called non-fiction

With attention hooked

Can we take the protagonist on their life journey

The ups and downs

Can we show them the bigger picture

The impact of inaction 

not simply to the economy.

But life itself in all its glory

On a knife edge 

and in that cutting moment

Which way will it fall?

Can we help them guide its sway?

Can we show them how the lack of environmental policy,

not demanding we answer  the hard questions, 

Gaia’s wicked problems to be solved.

Can we put data  in their hands.

Help them with the crossword puzzle

To make informed  decisions for our land.

Can we dis-intermediate  the flow of information

Not controlled by faceless men 

Of corporations who seek to profit

From a status quo

That cannot be maintained


Those who want to hide and ignore the worse cases

And those who seek to alarm of only worst cases

Allow people to understand 

To understand the risks

and take their own journey

Allow them to find their own story

Can one empowered with information 

Armed with knowledge

For with knowledge comes enlightenment 

Can one build a sense of urgency

And With conviction to follow it to its bitter end

To be willing to make sacrifices on the way

A way that should have started yesterday

And though we fear our fortune

Let us believe, let us hope that it is not too late

Than our pregnant pause has not Sealed our fate

That we can get out of the starting gate

Let us embark on our journey

On its twisted and turning path

 that will require some radical change

We must remember

To be resilient

To be tenacious

Not give up hope

We must realise that

To run we must first walk

To walk we must first crawl

To crawl we must first know why

In our youth and freedom

To rejoice, to be free

For history’s gaze

Will require that we toil

Nature’s gifts are waiting

And through our strains

We will rebuild our luck country

And we will sing

We will advance Australia fair.

© Vinod Ralh 2019