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In the North

From Nature, Vol 8, 1873.

"It is announced that the Transatlantic Balloon will leave New York to-day. It will carry four passengers—Prof. Wise and Mr. Donaldson, the aeronauts; an officer of the United States Signal Service, and an agent of the Daily Graphic. They hope to reach some point on the English or Continental coast in about sixty hours from their departure from New York. They have with them six very powerful and experienced carrier-pigeons, purchased in Belgium, which, if liberated from the balloon within "pigeon flight" of the coast, are expected to fly directly to their old homes. Each of these has painted on his breast, in indelible ink, the outline of a balloon, and on his wings the words, "Send news attached to the neareset newspaper." Despatches received by these pigeons should be sent to the nearest newspaper for publication. We wish these daring men a safe landing; but while we do this we regard the enterprise as one needlessly hazardous, so far as the settlement of the scientific problem is concerned."

I wonder what their fate was ...

The return of the native

Back - time to awaken the sleeping blog. Forward, ever forward. Now to test something. A whole Wikipedia entry on bicycle brake systems! The wonders of the internet!

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New camera

Not wanting to be tempted by additional lenses, nor wanting to lug around a "serious" camera, but wishing to explore beyond what my Casio Exilim EX-S10 can do, I bought a Canon G11. It's compact enough to carry most days, but heavy and bristling with manual features. Fortunately there is "auto" mode, so let's begin there. I've not given up on the EX-S10 which is always with me and I'll learn more by working with both.

As an aside, for those who doubt climate change, look at the church emerging from the lake. Of course, it could be chance, but why not err on the side of caution.

Shimmering heat

I passed late afternoon trucks lined up by the roadside - diesels rumbling, slowly turning loads of concrete waiting to be pumped to the next floor to set overnight. They build here as fast as the concrete allows, a new floor every week. Walking through the heat from the trucks set me thinking about whether energy costs are factored into construction (and, for that matter, demolition), or whether they are just a cost to society. Viable condominiums are sold en bloc and demolished top-down only for new construction to arise the moment the site is cleared. Ten years here is old, twenty is ancient.  Build, destroy, consume — it all seems hard and alien. Concrete production is energy intensive too: calcining limestone releases carbon dioxide, quite apart from that released by the fuel for the kilns. Then we air-condition the resulting stone boxes, and so it goes on.

Wikipedia, perhaps not always the most reliable of sources, says "as of 2006, about 7.5 cubic kilometres of concrete are made each year—more than one cubic metre for every person on Earth" and that "the cement industry is one of two primary producers of carbon dioxide (CO2), creating up to 5 percent of worldwide emissions of this gas. The embodied carbon dioxide (ECO2) of a tonne of concrete varies with mix design and is in the range of: 75–176 kg CO2/tonne". (ref.)

Walking through the shimmering heat, there was no arguing with this. It may already be too late.

Miroku bosatsu

 

Miroku　弥勒 (Sanskrit, Maitreya) is the future Buddha, alternatively depicted as a bodhisattva (bosatsu 菩薩) as in the famous example above from Kōryū-ji [広隆寺] in Kyōto. More to come.
 
This image is from a beautiful small book, "Handbook of Korean Art - Buddhist Sculpture" by Youngsook Pak & Roderick Whitfiel, Laurence King Publishing, London, 2003.

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In memoriam

 

Frédéric Chopin was born on March 1st, 200 years ago.

Returning from London last week, I picked up "Chopin's Funeral" by Benita Eisler in the British Library bookshop (thanks dear H!). Now listening to Marc-André Hamelin playing the Opus 27 Nocturnes.

Chopin died from TB on 17th October 1849 in Paris. He was 39.

Apocynaceae again

Sufficient in and of itself

The camera is only a very slim Casio EX-S10. Anything bigger and I know I wouldn't carry it. I've started to try to do more with it, and not leave all settings on "auto". I don't use a phone more than once a month, so am more likely to forget that!

Pure offering

Livistona mariae

In the Botanic Garden today, struck by sheer height of the Central Australian Cabbage Palm. How water gets to that height from the roots is remarkable given that one atmosphere pressure will support only 34 feet of water and this example is far higher than that. Osmotic pressure?

Frozen

A January to remember

From the NASA Earth Observatory: the full image is here together with interesting background information on the unusual sustained cold weather.

 
Reading "A World Without Ice" by Henry Pollack (Avery, 2009)

Spared the demolition

A little bit of the old on Orchard Road spared from demolition, perhaps by proximity to Emerald Hill. The quiet road in front is misleading - it is Orchard Road and there was a few seconds of peace to be savoured.

Nearby on another demolition hoarding is the message "Where luxury unfolds" followed by "Where style unravels". I think most English speakers would read the latter not in the way intended!

Guan Yin

Guan Yin

Upwards

Ref: Dr. Pieter Tans, NOAA/ESRL (www.esrl.noaa.gov/gmd/ccgg/trends)

I used to think it would not happen in my lifetime - now I'm not so sure.

"Rivers fed by melting snow and glaciers supply water to over one-sixth of the world's population — well over a billion people. But these sources of water are quickly disappearing: the Himalayan glaciers that feed rivers in India, China, and other Asian countries could be gone in 25 years".

Ref: Kevin Bullis, The Geoengineering Gambit, Technology Review, 2010 (subscription required). (Quoted by John Baez, Diary-January 2010).

Thirteen Ways

From "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird" by Wallace Stevens.

I.
Among twenty snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the eye of the blackbird.

and

IX.
When the blackbird flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.

The complete poem is here and commentary by Helen Vendler amongst others is here.

Imbalance

At the end of this month Corus Steel will layoff 1,700 workers on Teeside.

On another planet, the Financial Times today tells me that "Banks have traditionally paid out about half of revenues to employees in salaries, bonuses, insurance and other benefits, dwarfing the compensation ratios used in most industries".

For Goldman 2009 revenues are predicted to be $44bn - you can do the arithmetic.

William Henry Channing

"To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury; and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable; and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasion, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony".

William Henry Channing

To be memorised.

"Royal ease"

Guan Yin seated in the "Royal ease" posture
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- hand detail -

Guan Yin 觀音, is the traditional female form of the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara associated with compassion. This fine example is from the 3rd floor museum in the Buddha Tooth Relic Temple and Museum

"Held Hostage by the City's Bankers"

There's no point in going on about the excessive profits and out-of-control bonus culture in investment banking. The title is that of an editorial in Saturday's Financial Times. Put simply: to avoid any pain to bankers having to pay the one-off 50% tax on bonuses imposed by the Chancellor, many banks will simply increase the size of the bonus pool. As the editorial notes, banks seem increasingly to be run for the management and not the shareholders. So come on major shareholders, start using your powers, get these people under control. They are not as irreplaceable as they think.

Hubris and nemesis are inseparable.