The World Wildlife Fund recently published The Living Planet Report in which they give the heartbreaking data on the 68% decline in global wildlife that has happened since 1970. The loss is nearly entirely caused by human activity. I, like many people, feel helpless to do anything to change human behavior.
Monte
My son, Justin, has started a sports analytics blog that he calls Turribul, which is a reverential reference to comments made about sports analytics by the popular, retired basketball player, Charles Barkley. Justin has a Ph.D. in economics, and he is brilliant with numbers. He is also a big sports fan. The combination of these two interests led him to a fascination with how the reams of data available for sports can be used to provide a fact-based alternative to all the speculation that goes on among enthusiastic sports fans and pundits about the games they love to watch and discuss.
Even if you’re only a casual watcher of sports, like me, you will appreciate what is revealed when hard data and number-crunching are applied to the world around us. This makes Justin’s blog an especially refreshing return to critical thinking at a time when our culture is being rocked by unsubstantiated conspiracies and alternative versions of reality.
The first blog post deals with the concept of “win expectancy,” and the second post looks at the real value of a home run in baseball.
If you consider yourself to be a “thinking” sports fan, take a look at Turribul.
Monte
There aren’t many butterflies in my garden these days, which is consistent with reports of declining insect populations around the world.
I was thinking about “obdurate loyalists” while waiting for this butterfly to show up. The term appeared in a newspaper column I’d read earlier in the day.
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I am trying to educate myself on the subject of African American history, and the many contributions that African Americans have made to our nation and our culture. It is a really big area of study. Recently, I started looking at the work of Langston Hughes and found his very short, but profound, poem, “Beauty.”
Chapoquoit, March 4, 2020
In two weeks, I can go back to Chapoquoit and photograph the kiteboarders.
Snapping a picture of a kiteboarder flipping and spinning over a wave feels pure. It feels true. I won’t solve any big problems by photographing kiteboarders, but those simple, honest moments on a windy beach are good for my soul.
I’ve missed you guys. See you at the beach.
Monte
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2020-07-20
I am obsessed with getting a good image of this comet. This picture was captured using my Sony A7R4 camera and the 70-200 mm lens. There is some streaking of the stars because the shutter speed was 10 seconds, which is too long for the 200 mm lens. Streaking occurs because the earth is rotating, thus the camera is moving relative to the stars while the shutter is open. This creates a motion blur. Wider angle lenses are more forgiving of this phenomenon, but the comet would appear as only a tiny smudge.
Sony A7R4 with 70-200 mm f2.8 lens at 200 mm: shutter speed 10 seconds, f2.8, ISO 2000.
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Chapoquoit Beach July 18, 2020
Last night was actually my second night to try for a photograph of comet Neowise. The previous night was so cloudy that I didn’t even take out my camera. I did not actually see the comet when I photographed it, the sky was too hazy. Two friends were seeing it through their binoculars so I pointed my camera in the direction they were looking and started taking long exposures of different parts of the sky. It only took a few shots to have the comet show up on my LCD screen.
I’m hoping for a clearer night to try again for a better shot.
Monte
Tommy at Chapoquoit in January 2020.
This is Tommy in January 2020 at Chapoquoit, when we were just starting to hear that trouble might be coming.
Reading this morning about how Americans are divided over every issue, no matter how important or how trivial. This ideological divide even extends to the plague currently afflicting us.
Look at this image. It is a snapshot of our world. We live here for a staggeringly short time. Is it really a good idea to spend our brief ride through the cosmos hating one another? Why not consider ourselves fabulously lucky and just enjoy the ride?
Monte
Had an idea to make short (one-minute) videos of the kiteboarders. Here’s the first one.
Monte
April 3, 2020
Jenny goes to work every day in a hospital where the Coronavirus is beginning its assault on her colleagues. I’m sure your situation is the same.
I rummaged through our closets at the beginning of this pandemic and found an old box of n95 masks I’d bought years ago when I was cleaning out our basement. There were thirteen masks left in the box. Jenny uses one per day and we spray it with alcohol and let it sit on a table for two weeks until she uses it again. Not great, but way better than what her colleagues have, which is the less helpful surgical masks provided by the hospital. Her hospital does have a limited supply of n95 masks, but they are reserved for use with patients known to have Covid-19, and they have to be reused multiple times.
Our daughter lives in New York City (Brooklyn). It feels like being a character in a dystopian novel to watch the rising casualty count in New York City and say goodbye to Jenny in the morning as she leaves to work among an increasing population of Coronavirus-infected patients and hospital staff.
I did many medical trips to impoverished countries when I was still practicing medicine. On every trip, I saw the same scene of rooms in which hospital staff were washing disposable items, like surgical gloves, and hanging them on clotheslines to dry so they could be reused. There were actually feral cats living in those rooms in El Salvador. I remember thinking those lines draped with dripping disposable gear were tragic, and I naively, or maybe arrogantly, believed we Americans would never experience such conditions. But now we are.
I have some thoughts about why this is happening, but to state them would only be saying what is obvious.
Our last visit highlighted our philosophical differences. Nevertheless, I continue to think of you as one of the smartest people I know, even if I’m not always sure I understand you.
I hope you and your family are well and holding up in this unusual time.
Be safe.
Monte
Living through a modern-day plague with Covid-19 is making me (and everybody else) think about the fragility of life. I made this video to help myself work through the anxiety of the situation.
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Doug at Chapoquoit, 2020-03-04
Chapoquoit, 2020-03-04
This is Doug, one of the kiters. I don’t see him out at the beach as much as some of the others, so I don’t have as many shots of him.
When Sara, a friend of mine, asked me to make a video of her doing underwater dancing I started thinking about art. She was the artist and I was being asked to capture her performance on video. I've never done an underwater video before, so I was learning by trial and error - mostly error. We had to film in a public pool with other swimmers around her, which wasn't too bad. I filmed her using three GoPro cameras positioned with tripods and joby suction cups under the water. I used portable Yongnuo lights on the side of the pool shining down into the water. The footage came out a bit grainy, as I expected it would. The compression to YouTube specs made the grain worse.
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Evanescent means to fade quickly and disappear. I came across the word while reading “The Fate of Rome,” by Kyle Harper. The Romans were afflicted by many hardships that made their lives evanescent, and we are still afflicted by those same hardships today. The video was shot on Cape Cod in the USA and there is footage from the Pont du Gard in France.
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I take my adult kids out to Chapoquoit and Little Island Beach to photograph them almost every time they come to visit, no matter how cold it is. They are always good sports about it. I’ve been sitting on the video and still images use in this short film for a year. I finally got organized to put it together.
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A five-minute video montage of the Chappy Kiters.
It must seem odd that the first blog post I am making after returning from our vacation to France is another video about the kite surfers at Chapoquoit beach. But how would anybody know I was in France since this is the first time I’m writing about it? I went to Nimes, France so I could photograph the Roman ruins there. Many pictures and some videos are forthcoming.
I have been working hard to get through all the images I captured in Nimes and I needed break, so I went to the beach to photograph the surfers and made this short video. Tomorrow, it’s back to work on the French files.
Monte
Chapoquoit beach October 1, 2019
I’ve often complained that the whole idea of humans shaking hands when they greet each other is a dirty habit that should be abandoned. I don’t know where your hand has been before you grab mine. Handshaking is a known method of transmitting infectious diseases like the flu. Why isn’t it enough to just say hello and flash a friendly smile?
But I have to admit that handshaking is not the worst way to greet each other when I watch how other species do it.
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Peter Traykovski at Chapoquoit September 23, 2019
Look at the patterns in the water. The whole event lasted only seconds, but Peter’s pose inside the walls of swirling water, to me, has a sense of solemnity that feels eternal.
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Ben Stadelmaier holding a painting of himself by Debbie Aimone. She worked from a photograph of Ben taken by me.
This is a picture of my friend, Ben, holding a painting of himself surfing made by another friend of ours, Debbie. Debbie worked from an image of Ben that I captured a couple years ago. I've posted that original picture below.
Consider the life of this image: Ben, a talented kitesurfer, goes out for a session on the water and I show up with a camera and manage to capture a moment that lasted a fraction of a second. More than a year later, Debbie, a talented artist, is inspired by the photograph and creates a painting from it. The image is traveling among the imaginations of multiple people over time, and now one of them has offered her interpretation of it. Debbie is also a surfer, and she was intrigued by the water Ben is kicking up with his surfboard.
Humans are captivated by images, especially images of other humans. We publish books of photographs and display pictures on the walls of our homes and in museums. I have several books of photos from various photographers. I love to look through the books at pictures of strangers, some from many decades ago, and wonder about who they are, or were. I wonder how their life compares to mine?
A frozen image from the past speaks to the transient nature of our existence. The issue of impermanence is unsettling for most of us, but somehow, at least for me, seeing pictures of other people is comforting. It reminds me that I'm not the only person for whom life seems like a series of moments that pass too quickly. To live in a moment, to appreciate it, I need a picture of it that I can ponder and revisit. I could be accused of living in the past, but the future isn't here yet, and the present happens so fast that it becomes the past before I know it. I need a picture.
Monte
Ben Stadelmaier at Chapoquoit Beach.
