Transitions

Figure 1 - The International Space Station transits the blue moon on August 2, 2015. From Bill Ingalls/NASA and in the public domain.

Figure 1 – The International Space Station transits the blue moon on August 2, 2015. From Bill Ingalls/NASA and in the public domain.

A couple of days ago a reader sent me this photograph (Figure 1) from NASA showing the International Space Station transiting across the blue moon on August 2nd. This means that the path of the ISS placed it directly, line-of-sight, between the Earth and the Moon. It is a wonderful picture in that the shape of the space station is clear and it is highly reminiscent of images from Star Trek showing the Starship Enterprise crossing over some planet. The message is obvious, we are Star Trek, we are going where no man has ever gone before. And in that respect the photograph is amazing. How many pictures truly define the future?

Well fast forward a couple of days and NASA releases Figure 2 taken with a camera abord the Deep Space Climate Observatory (DSCOVR) satellite and captures the moon as she moves in front of a sunlit Earth last month. I will point out that the Earth’s gravitation locks the moon so that it always turns one side towards us. So what you are looking at is the dark side of the moon. The satellite camera captured a unique view of the moon as it moved in front of the sunlit side of Earth last month. The series of test images shows the fully illuminated “dark side” of the moon that is never visible from Earth.

‘Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.’

Mark Twain

The moon transiting the Earth from NASA and in the public domain.

The moon transiting the Earth from the DSCOVR satellite. Image from NASA and in the public domain.

(DSCOVR) satellite

His Highness Sheikh Mohammed Bin Rashid Al Maktoum Photography Awards 2014-2015

I was doing my usual weekly great photographs on the web search, when I came upon this year recently awarded His Highness Sheikh Mohammed Bin Rashid Al Maktoum Photography Awards (HIPA) for 2014-2015, and really they kind of “knocked my socks off.” Picking a favorite was very difficult. The World of Color images were truly a retinal delight, but then I came upon a beautiful black and white of three women laughing an drinking tea by Chi Hung Cheung, which was the third prize winner in the Faces category.  From my perspective this has everything that a great black and white photograph, especially a portrait, should have: great tonal range, luscious blacks, deep whites, great composition and it tells a wonderful story. I never quite agree with the judges aboutr what should be number one.  But hey, we’ve all got our own perspective. That’s what makes photography so personal and magical.

 

Women’s World Cup – mixed messages

For Americans Sunday night was a big deal. We are proud of the United States Women’s Soccer team and their winning the World Cup – proud to be Americans. It’s good to win right? And from a photography/image point of view it was a field day. From Carli Lloyd’s “Hat Trick” on, it was a visual feast.  There is a big movement in the US to put a woman on a significant piece of currency.  Here’s one suggestion that I found on the web.  So congratulations to our Women’s Team. They are simply amazing!  They make us proud – not that they are going to earn what men earrn, but just saying “proud”. It also made me proud to see Amy Wambach kissing her wife after the victory, now officially her wife in all fifty states. That makes me proud of my country! Things kept getting better and better until the awards ceremony, when a bevy of beautiful women in sleek black dresses, revealing décolletage and high heels paraded out as official medal bearers. Now there’s a mixed message, if I ever saw one. What was FIFA thinking? Same old same old, I’m afraid.

Independence Day 2015

Figure 1 - Indian Cavalryman handing rations to a Christian girl during the First World War. In the public domain in the United States.

Figure 1 – Indian Cavalryman handing rations to a Christian girl during the First World War. In the public domain in the United States.

Today is Independence Day in the United States and we celebrate it as John Adams anticipated in a letter to his wife Abigail over two centuries ago:

“The second [sic] day of July, 1776, will be the most memorable epoch in the history of America. I am apt to believe that it will be celebrated by succeeding generations as the great anniversary festival. It ought to be commemorated as the day of deliverance, by solemn acts of devotion to God Almighty. It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games,sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward forevermore.

I am always moved by this day and plan to celebrate it with friends watching the local parade: the cub scouts, brownies, and girl scouts and, of course, the minutemen. The American Revolution was profound in many ways. Its roots date back to Runnymede five hundred years earlier.  It was arguably the first war against imperialism, and in that context, one can argue that the death knell of European imperialism was sounded on August 15, 1947 with the lowering of the Union Jack and the raising of the Indian flag at the Lahore Gate of the Red Fort in Delhi, India. Well maybe not so much or not so fast. In many respects imperialism still thrives in the world. Yet there is continuity and forward motion.

I read yesterday a sobering account of the Indians who fought for the English during World War I and then were forgotten by both the English and their own countrymen. This essay is by Shashi Tharoor is a former minister in India’s Congress party and a former UN diplomat.  It contains many wonderful photographs (like that of Figure 1) of the Indian Army in this war, who out of duty fought to preserve the very empire that oppressed them And they expected that victory would lead to an independent India – not so fast.

Tharoor makes the point that The Great War “also involved soldiers from faraway lands that had little to do with Europe’s bitter traditional hatreds.” The role and sacrifices of Australians, New Zealanders, Canadians and South Africans have been celebrated for some time in books and novels, and even rendered immortal on celluloid in award-winning films like Gallipoli. Of the 1.3 million Indian troops who served in the conflict, however, you hear very little.”  In part, this is because, to the Europeans, only white lives mattered. Fortunately, we have no more of that sentiment.

Profoundly and, I think, significantly Tharoor points out that “the great British poet Wilfred Owen (author of the greatest anti-war poem in the English language, Dulce et Decorum Est) was to return to the front to give his life in the futile First World War, he recited [Rabindranath] Tagore’s* Parting Words to his mother as his last goodbye. When he was so tragically and pointlessly killed, Owen’s mother found Tagore’s poem copied out in her son’s hand in his diary:

When I go from hence

let this be my parting word,

that what I have seen is unsurpassable.

I have tasted of the hidden honey of this lotus

that expands on the ocean of light,

and thus am I blessed

—let this be my parting word.

In this playhouse of infinite forms

I have had my play

and here have I caught sight of him that is formless.

My whole body and my limbs

have thrilled with his touch who is beyond touch;

and if the end comes here, let it come

– let this be my parting word.”

Let us think of this on Independence Day. Let us think of free men and women on the Fourth of July, and let us think most deeply of those who are not yet free.

 

Summer solstice 2015

Having gone through this past winter in New England, it is really hard to comprehend the simple fact that yesterday was the Summer Solstice, when the sun reaches its highest point in the sky, and we have the longest day of the year. Yesterday some 23000 people gathered at Stonehenge in the UK to celebrate the event. There is a wonderful sense of spirituality that people have been gathering in this way for thousands of years. It symbolizes a recognition of our connectedness with the Earth, the Sun, and the cycles of the world.

I have spent some time scanning the new sites for the best photos of yesterday’s event. I thought that I would choose one that showed the sun rising behind the stones, but I was moved instead by a much more intimate image from the AFP/Getty. What makes this picture is the way in which the figures look in anticipation beyond the photographer towards the heavens. In this effect, it is reminiscent of Raphael’s Madonna of the Chair, a recognition that what is beyond is of importance.

 

Is that a hippopotamus that I see?

Hands down what’s got to be the photograph of the week is the image by Tinatin for Kiguradze/AP of a drug dazed hippopotamus being led through the streets of Tbilisi Georgia following catastrophic flood during which several animals escaped. It seems a scene out of Dr. Seuss or, if not that, then out of the movie Jumanji. Tragically 13 people, including three zoo-keepers were killed in the flooding and a tiger that killed a man and wounded another was shot and killed.

“Mutacion Frozada” – Forced Mutation

Honestly, I love to search the web for wonderful images, and one of the great points about modern media is that they abound. You have merely to look.  they are everywhere.  So every week I look through the “Best Photographs of the Week” sections on the various news outlets.  I discovered that CBS news promises not just “The Best …” but “The Very best…” That sounded promising to me and this week I was not disappointed.  I quickly discovered this simply stunning image by Alexandre Meneghini for Reuters showing nineteen year old actress Aimee Perez posing after having her body painted to perform as part of the creation “Mutacion Forzada”, or Forced Mutation, by Cuban Artist Alberto Lescay during the 12th Havana Biennial on May 31.This image appeals to me in that it is almost black and white, so it has all of the glorious tonality of a monochrome, but at the same time it has just enough accentuating color to draw us irrevocably to Ms. Perez’ beautiful eyes. To my mind it is magnificent.

 

The hind end

I was think about my cow post the day before yesterday and I came across this wonderful image by Nigel Jackson for the BBC taken at the Saatchi Gallery.  This image was selected from the “Send Us Your Pictures” feature, where the topic was looking in. OK, sp I cannot resist the obvious point that this woman has positioned herself, where she udderly should not be.  That is at least if the bovine in question was real. But it is a wonderful photograph, and as they are fond of saying on the various web photo-sharing sites, “Great Captcha!”

I Robot near you

Last week I posted about photographing subjects that will become obsolete and I mentioned robotic waitstaff. A couple of years back I was having dinner at a local pizza chain and was confronted with the ability of ordering, paying, and tipping automatically.  I resist these, because they are taking somebody’s job away from them and also because part of the “dining experience” is interacting with the waiters.  I had a lovely anniversary dinner last night, and part of the appeal and loveliness was the attentive and sweet waitress.  But as the Borg are (were?) fond of saying: :Prepare to be assimilated. Resistance is futile.”

I have been gleaning the web and as it turns out, friends, that as regards robot waiters the future is, well, now! Restaurants featuring such automatron are now in Hong Kong and Tokyo. Where is Seven of Nine when you need her? Photographically, I am thinking that the choice is not whether to photograph the transition, but whether to photograph the transition from or the transition to.