Sunday, July 20, 2014

Cooper's Hawks: or How I Learned to Stop Worrying And Love Screaming

This spring Lady Marshmallow and I were treated to something new. We had a pair of nesting Cooper's Hawks take up residence in our back yard. Being the inquisitive type, I immediately looked up everything I could on Cooper's Hawks, excitedly hoping that their favorite meal would be squirrels or 3ft. tall Macaws.

Squirrels have been eating us out of bird seed for years, and we have yet to find that elusive "squirrel proof" feeder. As for the Macaw, let's just say our neighbors next door like it noisy at their place, and they love to put their monster birds in the outdoor aviary from April 1 to about mid-November. The leader of the squawk pack is a gigantic Macaw with no manners whatsoever. Oh, and that aviary is strategically placed ON THE PROPERTY LINE WE SHARE. Do you know just how loud a Macaw can scream? Yes. Scream. Like it's being murdered. All day long.

Imagine my disappointment when I learned that Cooper's Hawks eat pretty much only seed-eating birds of smallish to medium size. Squirrels rejoice!

A couple of weeks ago, we were treated to something else. Cooper's Hawk babies. Hatchlings? Puppies? Whatever. We went from two to four hawks. Now the fledglings are making their way about and have begun to hunt. I managed some photos, which are below. By the way, juvenile Cooper's Hawks also scream/screech/wail, etc. ALL. DAY. LONG.

Thankfully, the Macaw almost drowns them out.

Enjoy!

EDIT: My apologies for removing the photos, but I've recently had one of my best photos lifted and used for commercial use by a company, without my knowledge or permission. The only way to prevent that from happening to other photos is to not make them available for viewing.





Friday, May 30, 2014

Scroll The Universe

For anyone still bothering to peek in here, please enjoy a bit of "Wow!"



Copyright 2012.  Magnifying the Universe  by Number Sleuth

Saturday, February 15, 2014

Yes, Plagiarism Is Stealing.

In my part-time work as a photographer, I have come to be acutely aware of copyright, trademark, and intellectual property issues. I've seen my own work used for commercial purposes without permission, reimbursement, or attribution. I've seen outright theft of photographs; people swiped photographers' works, removed their watermarks, and took credit for the photos.

But lately I've seen something I hadn't noticed before. Theft of the written word. This is called plagiarism and, apparently, an awful lot of people don't think it's wrong. From what I've seen, they certainly don't think of it as stealing. But it is.

The written word is as important to the person who did the writing as any product is to anyone. The time, effort, and often, money that go into writing a book, for instance, all make the finished product valuable. It counts as property. Just as if it were a car, building, or sculpture that was made by hand, the written word is the property of the creator. Copying it without that person's knowledge is theft.

What prompted this was the incredible amount of work which I saw stolen from a photographer recently. This was not some minor bit of "borrowing" some ideas. Nor was it, as some like to say, "imitation is the sincerest form of flattery". A fauxtographer took what is essentially an entire kit of workshops, written into ebooks, from a real photographer. One who had worked for eight years and who had spent over $5000 creating a masterful workshop. The fauxtog copied almost every part of the $99 kit, word for word, and began to present it as her own work, charging customers for the same information!

The most egregious part is that she stole not just from the one photographer, but from at least a half dozen other photographers! One of her comments on her Facebook photo page is that she feels that photographers often do things "the hard way". I can only assume she means they take the time to create original works, rather than simply stealing work from others.

What is amazing to me is that most of the time, people who commit this type of theft don't think they've done anything wrong. They don't put it in the same category as stealing a car, or burglarizing a home, or even shoplifting. Because they don't literally take a physical object from another person, they feel that they haven't stolen. That is just sad.

And they then think, as in the case here, that the work they have stolen is now their own intellectual property. I am happy to inform them and anyone who will read this that being a "Google Intellectual"* is not actually being an intellectual, nor does it make you smart, original, or valuable.

It makes you pitiful, in every way possible.





* I looked on line for this phrase to make sure I wasn't stealing it from someone else first!

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Snowflake

In order to keep this sad, sad blog going, I know I have to post once every so often, even during its hibernation. The two people still reading this please, for god's sake, comment!

So, in the spirit of winter, here's a little photo I snapped with my iPhone 5. Yep, my iPhone.

I bought a $39 slip-on macro lens for it, figuring I had nothing but $40 to lose and everything to gain if it worked. And it works! Enjoy the snowflake, taken at 28mm (that's the iPhone's focal length) and a 21x macro lens, which does something to the focal length, but I'm too lazy to determine just what. 

Technique for getting the photo:

 - get a piece of glass plate (mine's about 13" in diameter).

 - take glass plate onto back deck while snow is falling.

 - EXTRA TIP! Let the plate get nice and cold before setting it horizontally. That will keep the snowflakes from melting immediately upon landing.

 - lay plate on deck railing, so that part of it is hanging off.

 - let flakes land.

 - VERY quickly, place iPhone with macro over the snowflake and snap away. - repeat about 500 times until you get one good photo!


 

Monday, October 7, 2013

A Story Unfinished, and Other Minutiae

The blog lives, it's simply in hibernation. A story worth telling is a story worth waiting for. And this story is unfinished. It is also now officially in the realm of the unbelievable. The bizarre and beyond. What came before has been surpassed in spectacularly undignified fashion.

When it's finished cooking, I'll share it.

Until then, some bits (the minutiae):

Busy? Me? Oh, do you have an hour for me to tell you? Wish I even had time to read blogs, let alone write in mine.

Bad stuff: Friends, acquaintances, coworkers dying (by their own hands, by accident, or disease).

Good stuff: Family healthy, work successful, photography selling and being shown more in galleries. Reconciliation with sibling.

But the above is also just known as 'Life', so no complaints.

Books worth peeking at again: A.C. Clarke's "2001" (and beyond) quatrain; Dan Simmons' "Drood", "The Terror", and the ever-awesome Jerome K. Jerome's "Three Men in a Boat"

Time to start the annual Halloween series of reading and films:

- Washington Irving, The Legend of Sleepy Hollow (and, yes, the Disney cartoon version too)
- Howard Hawks, The Thing From Another World
- Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein (funny AND scary)
- Don Knotts, in The Ghost and Mr. Chicken (take my word for it, kids love this)
- The Rifftrax version of The Screaming Skull
- The Haunting, from 1963, directed by Robert Wise, NOT the 1999 slop. Black and white, and you'll never believe how much just the sounds can scare you.

Feel free to share your favorite Halloween treats in the comments.