January’s jaws

Figure 2 - Assabet River Wildlife Refuge. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Figure 2 – Assabet River Wildlife Refuge. (c) DE Wolf 2015.

I thought today that I would share an image that I took last month at the Assabet River Wildlife Refuge.  January in New England is not as amusing as it was when I was a graduate student years ago in upstate New York. We had friends over last night for dinner, and right now my hands are burning from washing dishes.  January’s jaws are gnawing away at us. Still and all, there is a special long-shadowed quality to early winter light and an intense cobalt color to the sky and sky reflected in water.  Even now I have noticed the lengthening of the days, and one has the sense that there is a certain triumph to be felt at conquering winter.

In the end, the planet continues to rotate and revolve.  My undergraduate physics professors would remind me of precession and nutation.  These are the ever insistent motions to which biological life must adapt – and adapt it does, We may truly marvel that life endures against the northern cold, but it does.  Indeed, in its search for evolutionary niches life seeks the cold out.  If you stand still, sniff the air, listen and watch carefully you begin to realize that this is not a dead and frozen world, but one filled with living things.

Shackleton centennial

Figire 1 - Autochrome of Shackleton's Endurance Under Full Sail, 1915, by Frank Hurley, from Shackleton's "South." In the puclic domain because of its age.

Figire 1 – Autochrome of Shackleton’s Endurance Under Full Sail, 1915, by Frank Hurley, from Shackleton’s “South.” In the public domain because of its age.

We have been talking a bit about fact that 2014 marked the centenary of the begining of World War I.  Lesser known, but perhaps more positively it marked the centennial of Ernest Shackleton’s Imperial Trans-antarctic Expedition – and the so called Worst Journey in the World. The BBC recently highlighted the return of photographer Mark Chilvers and journalist Jonathan Thompson from the Antarctic, where they went to mark the centenary and to follow, so to speak, in Shackleton’s footsteps.  The result is a set of  wonderful and stunning portraits and bio-interviews with some of today Antarctic explorers.  While we now have gps, cell/satellite phones, and the internet, as an environment the Antarctic remains unforgiving and its environment temporally leveling. It still takes a special breed of personality to attempt the Antarctic in more that a tourist mode.  Indeed, even as a tourist the experience can be transformational. Chilver’s beautiful photographs bring us eye-to-eye with these modern explorers, Shackleton’s heirs.

The meme of Sherlock Holmes

Figure 1 – Holmes’ first appearence in film in Sherlock Holmes Baffled 1903, American Mutograph and Biograph Company, from the Wikimediacommons and in the public domain because of its age.

I have to admit that last week, on New Years Eve, I snuggled up beneath the blankets and turned on PBS to watch Jeremy Brett(1933-1995) as Sherlock Holmes and got Live from Lincoln Center instead.  Hmm, far be it for me to question the knowing gnomes at PBS, who read my mind and think like me in kind – I feverishly await the return of Downton Abbey.  However, as I swung to the rhythm of George Gershwin, my mind kept going back to Holmes and I started searching for images.

Figure 2 - Theatre poster of H. A. Saintsbury as Sherlock Holmes.

Figure 2 – Theatre poster of H. A. Saintsbury as Sherlock Holmes.

There is a different Holmes for each generation and that is very much to the point. Despite the fact that if you return to the original stories you will find that there is a common thread of prejudice in each one. You’ve got your anti-Semitic story, your anti-Mormon story, your anti-Indian story, and your I don’t like much of anybody story. God bless the Victorians and Edwardians! Did I mention the recurrent theme of misogyny? “Quick, Watson, the needle.”  But I digress.  This is not the point.  Everybody (well maybe not my wife) loves Sherlock.  Indeed, when asked which fictional character she would want to date Margaret Atwood was very recently reported as saying: “I fancy Sherlock Holmes, but he doesn’t date much, and anyway the date would be interrupted because he would have to rush off in the middle of it to trap some criminal.”

Holmes, who first appeared in print in 1887 and ultimately was featured in four novels and 56 short stories.  The events in the stories take place from about 1880 to 1914. And so, Holmes is reinvented in each generation, which you know is really quite wonderful. And friends, this is the stuff that memes are made on. So I did some investigating about Holmes as a meme.  While my interest is the photographic it seems only right to point out that photgraphic and cinematographic image that we have of Holmes derives from Sidney Paget‘s (1860-1908) original illustrations of Holmes. The elements are all there in Paget’s drawings.

According to the Guinness Book of World Records Holmes is the most portrayed movie character with more than 70 actors having played the part in, get this, over 200 films. The story begins with his first screen appearance in the 1900 Mutoscope film, Sherlock Holmes Baffled. And curiously, it would require a modern day Holmes to figure out who exactly portrayed Homes in that brief film.  But that Holmes smoked a cigar and is, well baffled, by the perp.

William Gillette (1853-1937) in 1899 played Holmes in The Strange Case of Miss Faulkner, a synthesis of four of Conan Doyle’s stories. It was Gillette who introduced the well known phrase “Elementary, my dear Watson.”  Harry Arthur Saintsbury took over the lead and by 1916 had played Holmes on stage more than a thousand times.This play ultimately formed the basis for Gillette’s 1916 film, Sherlock Holmes. And it was there that  Gillette dramatically introduced Holmes’s signature curved pipe. Meme in the making!

For my generation Sherlock Holmes was the great british actor and film star Basil Rathbone with the equally great Nigel Bruce as Watson.  And there the meme is mature, deerstalker pipe and all.  This was the stuff that cold Saturday afternoon black and white television was made of.  This was my first introduction to the Hound of the Baskerville’s – very spooky stuff indeed.  I was only a bit skeptical when Holmes leaped forward thirty years from his own era to do battle with Nazis in “Sherlock Holmes and the Voice of Terror.” But, of course, Holmes has gone and come and I can guarantee will continue to come in the future in a myriad of incarnations.  Such is his wonderful timelessness. And if there is a time machine to be found this forensic genius and skeptic, who in the Adventure of the Sussex Vampire assures us that he does not believe in vampires, will find it.

Figure - Basil Rathbone as Homes.  Image from the Wikimediacommons, uploaded by SchroCat and in the public domain.

Figure – Basil Rathbone as Homes. Image from the Wikimediacommons, uploaded by SchroCat and in the public domain.

YouPic

A while back I wrote about what I like and don’t like about Facebook photography user groups. A couple of months ago someone on one of these group suggested that I take a look at www.youpic.com. In youpic you get a page of your own (this link will take you to mine)and then you build up your portfolio. Youpic is based on the tweeter: tweet and retweet model. You post an image and people can look at it, they can like it, and they can repic it onto their page. And if they like your stuff a lot they can follow you. So once again, we have the sorry theme that popularity breeds success. Oh and you get awards as you build you popularity – boring – since it would appear that it is only a matter of time as long as you keep posting.

That said, the number of people looking at your images is huge. And part of that relates to the home page approach and part of that relates to the fact that as people discover you they go through your portfolio. What I do is look at who likes my images and then explore their images. I like what I like and if I find that I consistently like them, I follow that person. And in this was I discover lots and lots of images that I love. Fill your day with beautiful images. Life can be beautiful!

There is a place to comment, but I don’t find it to be all that active and my biggest problem with youpic is that I have not figured out either how to edit a mistake once posted or even how to remove an image. We should all complain about that as soon as we figure out how.

But as I said, if your goal is to add photographic beauty to your life, this site is for you. I have discovered an important corollary statistic. 80% of the people whose photographs I admire on youpic have posted photographs of their cats! This speaks to a deep inner beauty and sensitivity.

Frank Eugene, “Minuet, 1900”

Figure 1 - Frank Eugene, "Minuet, 1900." In the public domain because of its age.

Figure 1 – Frank Eugene, “Minuet, 1900.” In the public domain because of its age.

In doing this past year’s Favorite and Noteworthy Photographs, I discovered and was quite taken by an image by Frank Eugene (1865 – 1936) entitled “Minuet, 1900.” It is shown in Figure 1. Frank Eugene was an American-born photographer, a founding member of the Photo-Secession, and one of the world’s first professors of photography. So marched photography ever so slowly from craft to fine art, which was, of course, a significant goal of the Photo-Secession.

What one sees in “Minuet” is typical of Eugene’s heavily worked negatives.  There is the very fine photographic detail of the dancer’s beautiful dress, the delicate precision of the lace and the setting of her hair, and at the same time scratches scribed with an etcher’s pen in the background to create the ambiguity: photograph or etching?  The faces of the audience are obscured in an impressionist fog and not seen at first.  To me, what is truly amazing about this image is that the subject’s back is turned to us.  We are barely thought of viewers. It is so antithetical to what we normally see as the “rules” of composition. And yet, the beauty of the woman is revealed to us by her slender, alluring neck with its alluring Ingresesque curve and by the mystery of her hair.  In these elements it is truly a genius work.

 

 

 

 

Assabet River Wildlife Refuge

Figure 1 The Assabet Watershed #4, (c) DE Wolf 2015.

Figure 1 The Assabet Watershed #4, (c) DE Wolf 2015.

The Assabet River National Wildlife Refuge is a 2,230 acre wildlife refuge that was reclaimed from the U.S. Army’s Fort Devens-Sudbury Training Annex on March 26, 2005.  Part of the Assabet River watershed, it is the epitome of an eastern Massachusetts wetland.  So if you think of scrubby trees, piney groves, and stomping through soggy marshes, you’ve got the image, and it is truly spectacular in its wildness.

Back at the height of World War II in 1942 the federal government seized the land by eminent domain, giving residents only about ten days to pack up and leave, and paying them, well, not so much. Most intriguing today are decaying World War II era ammunition bunkers. The significance of the site was that it was convenient to railroad shipping to the Boston Navy Yard (of ammunition), yet far enough inland as to be out of range of German battleships. could not shell the area. Each of the 50 bunkers, officially referred to as “igloos,” has inside dimensions of 81x26x12 feet, with a curved roof. Sides and roofs were mounded with dirt for extra protection and disguised from aerial view.

After WWII this site served as a troop training ground, ordinance testing center, and laboratory disposal area for Natick Labs (U.S. Army Soldier Systems Center). Not surprisingly, it became categorized by the EPA as a “Superfund” clean-up site.  It was was contaminated with arsenic, pesticides and lots of other nasties. The US Army spent years cleaning up the site and in 2000 turned it over to the U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service. Today as you walk through the woodlands and along the lake you suddenly come upon some solitary feature, a fireplace or piping, not to mention the bunkers, which speaks to the refuge’s past.

It is one of those places that seems to beckon the photographer, and I had a wonderful, and I think successful, time walking there in the waning light on December 27.  The image that I posted on January 2 (The path ahead to the New Year) was taken there as was Figure 1* an example of the marshland with drowned trees at its best.

This image I hope speaks to the fact that wild places can be reclaimed.  But there is something profounder going on.  In summer the woods are dense, and it’s all kind of a playground.  But in winter there is a harshness, both of landscape and of environment. If you shut your eyes to the fact that you can easily return to the warmth of your car and then back to hearth and home, you feel your own fragility and you become keenly aware that nature survives, the creatures of the forest and the trees have been in these post-glaciation woods for thousands of years and before that in other forms, indeed, stretching back millions of years.  This is only an instant, and that ultimately is the message of wild landscape photography.

 

Judging the quality of sunbeams by the warmth on your nose

Figure 1 - Judging the quality of sunbeams by the warm on your nose. (c) DE Wolf 2014.

Figure 1 – Judging the quality of sunbeams by the warmth on your nose. (c) DE Wolf 2014.

I have taken a long and wonderful winter break that was filled with good things, with family and friends.  And I am most grateful for all of these. One of those wonderful things was resting and napping.  This is a journey into a feline world, where in winter the best naps are taken by the fire or better still in the glow of an expected sunbeam.  For cats, the quality of sunbeams is best judged by the warmth on your nose.

So now I am rested, as one is meant to me after vacation, and I am ready and excited to return to work.  My cat on the other hand will return to her naps. She will awaken for a while to explore the gurgle of the humidifier, to watch the birds at the feeder, always beyond reach, or to bat a toy around.  And then more naps.

Canon T2i with EF-S18-55mm f/3.5-5.6 IS STM lens IS on at 51 mm, ISO 100, 1/8th sec f/5.6, external flash, first curtain synch, evaluative metering, no exposure compensation.

The ghost of Christmas past

Before the Ghost of Christmas past have passed us by, and this past Christmas has become a faded memory, I wanted to draw everyone’s attention to a very clever photoshopping piece by Peter Macdiarmid of Getty Images/ Hudson/Topical Press Agency/Hulton Archive. Mr. Macdiarmid has carefully merged antique images of Christmas with contemporary ones taken at the same location.  The piece raises the very significant point that in place there is both timelessness and change.  And of course, the whole concept turns itself around, when you realize that today is (or will someday) be in the past.

Some years ago I went to Rome, and we purchased this little souvenir book that had photographs of the ancient sights.  Overlaying each of these was a plastic sheet which was a painting that took the site back two thousand years to ancient Roman times. I was struck both by the ambiguity of the ephemeral and the permanent nature of things – of human experience and vision.  We tend to think of change as transition, but as these images the ones in my guidebook and the ones created by Peter Macdiarmid, illustrate change is in a sense a diffusive or random process, a brick is removed, a brick remains. On a dark winter’s day people still bustle in Trafalgar Square under the watchful eye of London policemen.