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A confluence of photography…

My sister and me, outside her place of work (School of Botany, Melbourne University)IN a strange series of events, today the Dutch firm Impossible BV announced that they have released a new B&W polaroid film that will fit traditional Polaroid cameras. This is great news, and they will be following up with standard colour Polaroid film soon.

It was exactly a year ago today that I first heard the news that Polaroid were ceasing producting of Polaroid film, and I set out to both acquire an old Polaroid camera, and stock up on film. I have two packets left, both of which are now out of date (which may yield some interesting results). I’ll be taking them on my travels next month.

After 17 months of research and development, The Impossible Project announced that it succeeded in its task of re-producing a new analog Instant Film for traditional Polaroid cameras. Containing more than 30 newly developed components, Impossible today introduced a new, monochrome Instant Film – the PX 100 and PX 600 Silver Shade – and is therewith saving millions of perfectly functioning Polaroid cameras from becoming obsolete. [pdf - 556 kb]

I’ve had photography on the mind today, having taken the day off to get the beginnings of my photographic portfolio up online (also available via the ‘Gallery’ tab above), and working on a new series of textured images. These images were from a fantastic visit to Skye, also this time last year, where I’d taken a macro shot of some Gabbro rock, incidentally my favourite igneous rock (because I have a favourite igneous rock), to use as a texture. This provides an additional link between the landscape images and the geology of the area. A nice fusion I think.

I will be selling these images at a very reasonable price once I have a convenient PayPal button set up, and have trialled the giclée printing I need for some of them.

Blog update:

This blog has been a little low on posts recently, which is bizarre as I’m staring at 12 browser tabs containing some fantastic papers – I will write some of these up in a research highlights format in the next day or so. Alas, as this is my last week of research work on this contract, I’ve been too busy wrapping things up in the lab.

I will (hopefully) be returning to do some research starting in May, on the evolution of bacterial fitness, but until then I’m also planning a lot of travelling, visiting old friends around Europe: I’ll be off to Czech Rep. (Prague, Karlovy Vary), Germany (Dresden), Iceland (Reykjavik), Belgium (Brussels, Gent, Geel) and Italy (Brescia), before finishing up at my annual Old Boys reunion with University of Wales friends in Snowdonia and on the beaches of Anglesey.

I’ll be posting pictures from the road – most likely on my photoblog over at The Overflow (also available in a tab above).

Hopefully I’ve given you a bit of procrastination fodder, but until I return to my regular science slot, add me to your RSS feed and you’ll see when I periodically resurface from my peripatetic sojourns.

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Autumn on campus…

IT’S that time of year again, when working on a university campus really isn’t that bad of a place to be.

Just a few photos, to whet your appetite.

Autumn on campus

Autumn on campus

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Autumn on campus #4

The annual autumn poem.

by unknown.

WHEN plump wood pigeons eat their fill,
Of elderberries on the hill,
And blackberries in the cottage hedge,
Or damsons at the meadow edge;
Then country folk who are wise to that,
Will go out walking in a hat,
To catch the falling purple rain,
And ward off every mulberry stain.
Autumn! season of rumination,
And deep-dyed avian defecation.

Posing a postural point…

[ratings]

Back-friendly blogger

[Jim tests out his new Wacom tablet. Joys]

In London…

I will get down to the task of giving my informed opinion on this weekend’s Science Online London 2009, though it has to be said I’m pretty sure I missed 30% of it; it wasn’t until mid-afternoon on Saturday that I actually capitulated and became a twitterer. I joined the live-feed, jumping in at the deep end and being swept away in a wave of information, though not the Google wave, which came later. With nary a grasp of the twitter culture, nomenclature nor software I started monitoring the virtual debate whilst also taking notes on a lecture by Dave Munger (aka 50% of Cognitive Daily) being given through the virtual venue of Second Life.

So while I get to grips with twitter, read through the notes of the conference (courtesy of The Mind Wobbles – a piece of prodigiously talented live-blogging), and read the #solo09 twitter-feed, I’ll leave you with some evidence of a different kind -

The one where Jim (finally) also becomes ‘a tourist’.

South Kensington Subway Buckingham Palace The Treasury

Bali bomb memorial The cenotaph Parade ground of the Guard House

The Thames and Houses of Parliament IMG_4467_950 The London Eye

Flat White, Berwick St, Soho Princi, Waldour St, Soho Gorgeous Princi food - yes, that is a water fountain and infinity pool behind

The Royal Institution of Great Britain The Natural History Museum The Natural History Museum (Darwin now in his rightful place at the top of the stairs)

The Minerals and Vault Prince Albert's instument exhibit, Museum of Science & Industry Deck chairs on the Serpentine, Hyde Park

Hayseed…

Hayfields, the antidote to the frenetic, stressful life in the lab.

The hayseed's hat Hay on grass Hay on grass

Sun sets on the hayseed Lonely bails 1950's styled National Geographic image

Big sky The spectator

Artistic breaks…

Final_smallI’VE had a long weekend away, re-kindling my artistic proclivities by staying in a yurt on the edge of a moor in the Preseli Hills of Pembrokeshire; also the source of the blue stone used to build Stonehenge. It is an ancient landscape of winding roads, erratic stones strewn across the landscape, burial barrows, stone circles and various other random dolmens. Overwhelmingly Pembrokeshire is defined by its patchwork of green fields that hug the coastline right up to the lips of the characteristic Pembrokeshire cliffs.

On the way down to Pembrokeshire was Aberystwyth, home to the sister of my alma mater university, and also home to a fine promenade (see pictures below), great cafes, and delicatessens. Also not far from Aber is Machynlleth and the Centre for Alternative Technology (CAT). When I first visited the CAT 12 years ago, on a university field trip, green technologies were bulky, poorly commercialised and required a significant commitment to implement. However, times have changed, and it’s never been easier, or cheaper, to make the change to green energy, water and waste recycling, and sustainable lifestyles. The CAT is looking a little dated in some areas (most notably the rickety old water-powered funicular, which isn’t exactly a technology that should be rickety), but in other areas it has continued to grow, develop and implement newer green technologies.

One thought-provoking CAT display is a pictoral time-lapse of landscape (mis-)development between 1953 and 1975, with obvious connotations of the negative impact of urban development. I photographed them and reassembled them here, which is the image on the left of this post.

Also at the CAT I discovered the Small House Society, something I’m sure has been rather more successfully promoted in the USA, but alas has received little notice over here. Spending time in a yurt, with a small adjoining shed containing a mini kitchen and shower, a hay bail to piss on and another small shed containing a sawdust toilet pit, it makes you wonder just how much space we really need. I guess the point it, if you live in a beautiful place, then sacrificing your living space isn’t too much of a chore; if you’re trying to ‘get back to the garden’ in a Joni Mitchell sense, then surely it’s better to have more garden than house? It’d be nice to see more communities of small (<300 sq yd) houses, rather than sprawling urban ribbon development.

Speaking of the yurt, on the same grounds was a pottery studio where I learnt to ‘throw a pot’, which is apparently pottery parlance for the making of a pot using a wheel. I have subsequently returned home with several new dishes, some random small pots, a coffee mug, a milk jug and a strong desire to add ‘Potter’ to my long list of alternative creative career options.

Four days isn’t really a lot of time to see everything, and rather than bore readers with a long account of a destination that you are better off visiting, rather than reading about, here are a few taster photos:

Traditional barn roof, mid-Wales Polytunnel at the Centre for Alternative Technology, Machynlleth, Powys Potting table, CAT, Machynlleth, Powys

Garden waste stove put to multiple uses, CAT, Machynlleth, Powys Aberystwyth promenade, Aberystwyth, Ceredigion. Aberystwyth pier

Aberystwyth beach jetty Book shop next to the Old Merchant House, Tenby, Pembrokeshire Brooding sky above an otherwise sunny Tenby beach

Lifeguard flag, Tenby beach One of my first thrown dishes Pentre Ifan burial chamber, erected 3,500 BCE!

I will add to these as and when I make headway through the seveal hundred captures I made!

Down under…

IT could be argued that there is an inverse correlation between the number of blogs I post per month, and the number of useful results I am achieving in the lab; March and April were particularly poor months in the lab, but rather better for this blog. The question remains, is this purely a correlative link, or is it a causative (bearing in mind the maxim: correlation does not infer causation)?

This month, at least, I have an excuse: I was on holiday. As much as I thought I might keep a travel blog, I was having much too much fun, sorry. My Facebook network fared better, with a daily photoblog of my exploits in Melbourne and of road trips elsewhere in Victoria.

Not wishing to deprive the readers of this blog of my holiday reminiscences, here are a few choice photos from my trip that neatly sum up Melbourne, VIC:

Great accommodations (my Sister's place) Great places to drink (the rooftop cinema) Little Creatures on Brunswick Street, Fitzroy

Great homes, great bars (on roofs, and in warehouses)…

Grafitti off Brunswick Street, Fitzroy Brunswick Street (North end), Fitzroy Melbourne rail

…a higher class of grafitti, on great streets, with fantastic transport systems (however much they moan about them)…

Federation Square and St. Paul's cathedral Williamstown boat yard HMAS Castlemaine (1942)

…a vibrant Central Business District, a short ride from where you stow your yacht, or your WWII naval ship…

Bell's beach, Torquay Great Ocean Road viewpoints Split Point lighthouse (used in the 90's children's TV series 'Round the Twist')

…along the Great Ocean Road you have the home of Quiksilver and Rip Curl (at Torquay’s Bell’s Beach where, incidently, Bodhi takes his big kahuna final wave in the movie Point Break), some fantastic viewpoints, and classic lighthouses…

Sunrise at Lorne beach Beach at Lorne Kafe Kaos, Lorne promenade

…there are stirring sunrises, over beaches where people leave only footprints, and eat brunch and drink Flat Whites at groovy little cafes…

Beach at Kennett River, GOR Cape Otway temperate rainforest (tree ferns) Starlight in Lorne

…there are more beaches you can shake a stick at, but also virgin temperate rainforest, and at the end of the day – starlight.

Melbourne and the state of Victoria were amazing, and I will be returning as soon as possible.

Flippin’ lovely…

MAY Day Bank Holiday.

Start of the summer season:

On Saturday we all sailed over the Menai straits from Anglesey to the mainland, no busy schedules, only ales and the pub.

Sailing on the Menai straits

We lost a man overboard; he claims he was pushed (he wasn’t); we’re still laughing.

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In the evening, we welcomed the summer at Hendre Hall

Vibrations at Hendre Hall, Tal-Y-Bont

A band called Bison owned the night, with their power ballads, Sheffield ska, and reggae.

I spent the night in the chill-out room,

Where a heavily pregnant woman played Benny Hill on Clarinet,

Aron Elias from Porthmadog, who is a virtuoso on Spanish guitar, also rapped for us in Welsh.

And three musical geniuses called The Buskateers gave us a geek-fest of showy tunes, including Flash Gordon and Blue Moon.

On Sunday we didn’t rest, we power-kited on the beach at Rhosneigr.

Rhosneigr beach

…and played games.

Football tennis at Rhosneigr

Then back to our old university town, to a pub where students sat (where we once sat) and played piano and sang.

Start of the summer season.

I am so looking forward to this…

TAM (The Amazing Meeting), the conference of the James Randi Educational Foundation.

Polaroidal…

Polaroid Corp will be ceasing to manufacture Polaroid film by the end of the year, and stopped making its commercial instant cameras a year ago. These were iconic cameras, and I have fond memories of the really bad photographs that they took.

Ok, ok, Polaroids aren’t so bad, in fact they’re kind of kitch and quite cool; but they should be bad, with their lens aberrations, wacko colour rendering, and emulsion streaks. No matter; in an era where the most stunning photographic reproduction of the real world is possible, the abstract, aberrant, wacko colours of Polaroidography deserves its nostalgic nod, much in the same that Lomography deserves its dues.

So I’ve gone and bought a Polaroid 636 CloseUp camera, not an expensive vintage as it’s only 13 years old, which I intend to take on my travels this year, until the (rather expensive) film expires.

Of course, if you’re willing to be accused of not being a traditionalist about it, it is possible to achieve the same effect using some fancy Photoshopping. Here I’m using the fantastic Polaroid Generator photoshop (Action) macro by rawimage.

The above pictures were photoshopped using the Time Zero render (Time Zero was a type of medium-speed general use film for the classic Polaroid SX-70).

One of the reasons I love these type of images is because the family photo album was always full of similarly poor photographs, but they captured the days, and my childhood, perfectly. My parents also lived out in Zanzibar, Tanzania, in the early 70s, and I was always fascinated by the grainy, stained old polaroid-type images of white sand and blue sea.

The above are originals, inserted into the neater photoframe of the polaroid generator. I’ll post some more in due course.