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Photography

Vision

One of the many advantages of digital photography is that you can see what a photo looks like immediately. What happens to that great scenic when flattened out into two dimensions? And is that butterfly lost against the floral background? With this, you still have a chance to re-take the photo, if needed.

Still, there’s always room for the odd and even serendipitous image…

These images, as with most I show in my pages, reflect more or less the original digital image. I’ll usually crop the shots, and I may adjust the shadows and highlights if the picture is too contrasty. Or if there’s dust on the lens, I’ll use the fill tool in Photoshop to ‘erase’ it. In addition, I almost always sharpen an image after making a compressed version of the picture, and always before making a print.

I’m trying out a new Photoshop plugin set, Reindeer’s Optipix, which is said to have superior edge detection and sharpening. When I opened the edge enhancing filter, I was given options to set noise removing radius, and then edge sharpening radius before picking the amount of emphasis. Curious about the impact of these adjustments, I searched around for more detail. In one forum entry about the plugin, the reviewer mentioned that rather than an unsharp mask, which is a Laplacian of the Gaussian, the Optipix filter takes a Difference of Gaussians to enhance edges.

What a blast from the past this was. I remember studying about the Laplacian of the Gaussian (LoG) and Difference of Gaussians (DoG) when I did a college paper on David Marr’s landmark book on computational models of visual neurophysiology, Vision: A Computational Investigation into the Human Representation and Processing of Visual Information. This book had such a profound impact on me that when I graduated from college, I wanted to work with computer vision (in addition to computational linguistics). Of course, when one only has a BS rather than a PhD, one goes to work with databases and FORTRAN rather than computational models of vision.

Still, I have my copy of the book today, and I think I even have that old paper somewhere. I remember when I wrote it out, on an old typerwriter, I had to hand letter in the formulae, and hand draw in the diagrams. My, haven’t we come far? Of course back then, I still had a fair hand and my writing was legible. Now, if it weren’t for my graphics tablet and pen, I’m not sure I’d remember how to hold a pencil.

To return to Vision, in his book, Marr explored various aspects of vision and with each discussed the physiology behind the act, modeling it mathematically, and then deriving a computational representation.

Consider edge detection. Our eyes have ganglion cells that respond differently to the presence or absence of light. ‘On’ centered cells respond when light is first introduced, and continue to fire as long as the light is maintained. Other ‘off’ centered cells respond only when the light is removed. Both actions are necessary to detect an ‘edge’ , which is really nothing more than a light area next to a dark or darker area–a difference of intensity of light.

(Think about tearing open a bag: one hand moves toward you, the other hand moves away and the action results in an effect–the bag opens, the aroma of potato chips fills the air. If both hands moved in the same direction, you’d starve.)

So how does a computer detect an edge? After all it doesn’t have cells.

Well, according to Marr and others of the time, one way to detect edges is to blur the image, and then subtract this from the original in order to determine the changes of intensity or zero crossings; leaving what Marr termed the zero-crossing segments–edges whose slope denotes the level of contrast of a an edge. Computationally, this is equivalent to taking a transform of the aforementioned Difference of Gaussians , and if you view a graph of this equation, it actually physically approximates how one would think of an edge if one imagined it one dimensionally–two steep hills with a deep divide between them.

For someone who alternated between love of mathematics, and terror of the same, Marr’s book was the first time I’d seen a real, rather than ‘accepted’ correlation between complex mathematics and the physical world. What made it ironic is that I didn’t meet this epiphany while studying physics or computer science. No, I was studying about the human visual system in the process of getting a degree in psychology

David, this one's for you

(A zero-crossing drawing, generated by Photoshop.)

Thirty years ago Marr envisioned a time when computers could see and wrote a book called Vision, published after his death of leukemia in 1980 at the age of 35. Five years later, I sat under a tree on campus making notes, and stopping from time to time to just stare at the bark, the birds against the sky, and the shadows the buildings made–crude hand drawings of which would make their way into my report on his research.

Five years later, in 1990, while I wrestled large databases for Boeing, a small company released a product called Photoshop that would incorporate work of Marr and others.

Fifteen years later, I sit with a thin, titanium computer on my lap, Marr’s book turned upside down on the chair’s arm, while I try a plugin downloaded over the Internet that does what I only dreamed could be possible twenty years ago.

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Critters Photography

Sweet babies and fireflies

The Missouri summer has moved in, with weather in the 80’s, humid, and rich. I’ve moved my walks to the morning, when it’s still cool. Come July and August, even mornings won’t help and that’s when you take the deep, canyon and river hikes.

I went to the zoo to check out the new Fragile Forest exhibit and the baby penguin. Unlike my last trip in the winter, today the place was quite busy, and all the fountains and falls were turned on–I hadn’t realized what a beautiful zoo the St. Louis zoo is. It’s not big, but it is nicely designed, and wonderfully intimate. I guess that Parent Magazine ran a survey and the St. Louis zoo was named the number one zoo for kids in the country–primarily because the various critters are accessible.

The penguin baby was hidden by adults at the Penguin and Puffin exhibit, but it was nice to watch the antics of the birds and to cool off in the 45 degree temperature controlled environment. Unfortunately, the apes were nowhere to be seen at the Fragile Forest, either. It is still too new for the animals, and they spend a lot of time in their old habitat.

However, other animals were out and about and nicely active; including the prairie dog village, which had several babies of their own. I managed to capture a picture of one sweet faced, tiny baby.

The Babe

I really enjoyed the zoo visit today–even taking time to chat with folks, when normally I’m rather shy around strangers. Color, lots of color, and I’ve been of a mood for color. And some excellent fresh cooked, spiced potato chips that I enjoyed by the lake, watching the flamingos.

Flamingo in June

The colorful birds and the antics of the prairie dog pups cheered me considerably. I was in a bit of a dark mood the last few days, which is one reason I wanted to take a break from the computer today. However, as I wrote in comments recently, …a person who is bright and cheerful all the time is on drugs, so at least we know I’m clean and sober.

Grumps

After today’s flamingos, more color–the fireflies came out tonight. I wish there was a way I capture them on film, but it wouldn’t work. The magic of fireflies is that they glow quickly and just out of the corner of your eye — blinking out when you turn to look. If we captured them on film, the magic would be lost.

Jaguar

Water Bird

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Diversity Photography

Flora

I thought I would share a photo of Missouri’s colorful flora. Yes, you never know what exotic bloom you’ll come upon when out walking in these hills.

This silk floral lei was hanging from a tree in the middle of the forest that surrounds the Illinois end of the the Chain or Rocks Bridge. For ‘junk’ it was surprisingly pretty and fit the lush green of a typical Missouri marsh in summer. Artful graffiti. That’s the surprising thing about Chain of Rocks — not that there isn’t graffiti, but that the graffiti is rather attractive, and somehow appropriate.

I discovered the lei when I went with my roommate early yesterday morning to the Chain of Rocks: me to walk the Bridge, him to take his new bike on the bike path that follows the Mississippi until downtown. We picked morning since with the summer comes the summer heat and humidity.

Yesterday was only a start on the festivities I’ll attend this week. Missouri has come alive with a rich tapestry of interesting, and free, events. Tomorrow my daily outing will be the St. Louis Zoo, to see the king penguin baby and the new Fragile Forest exhibit. Also tomorrow, the first of the weekly concert series at the Botanical Gardens; Friday brings the first of the musical evenings at the zoo. Forest Park features the Shakespeare play, The Tempest, in the wonderful outdoor amphitheater. Next week brings the finest ragtime festival in the world to Sedalia, Missouri. All nice breaks from the web page design, coding, and writing.

Not that I don’t spend a lot of time regardless with the latter. We finished Loren’s Wordform conversion this weekend, and I really do like the look of his site. The “Floating Clouds” design takes on new meaning with his sky blue photographs and use of transparent sidebar. I wish I could take credit for these design additions, but Loren decided on both, and it really works for his site and the overall layout and concept.

We also broke the “800×600″ barrier with his site — the center columns combine to 900 pixels. It was that or shrink Loren’s photos, and I’m not sure that the need to ‘rigidly’ follow this standard outweighs the effect of this shrinkage. If a person has an 800×600 monitor, they will need to scroll past the sidebar somewhat to get to Loren’s writing, but all of the content column will fit in the viewer, and I think this is the critical element. Hard to say, because I’m perceiving the design from monitors supporting 1024, or higher, resolution.

Speaking of perceptions. I, like some others, also listened to the Chris Lydon OpenSource radio program last night. I wasn’t even aware of it until people started mentioning it yesterday, and then I had to catch the ‘last showing’ in Seattle at 9pm (11pm my time).

From a radio perspective, I thought there was too many interruptions in the show — phone numbers to call, station breaks, notes about sponsors. I don’t listen to much talk radio so perhaps this is normal.

The guests were David WeinbergerDave Winer, and Doc Searls. As has been noted already elsewhere, this may not have been the best of choices for a show on Web 2.0–not that the people aren’t involved in it; but that this group has decidely focused viewpoints that don’t necessarily reflect that of the general populace.

For instance, a person named Catherine called into the show and noted that the internet fosters communication but in a sterile manner. This was mild criticism, but the guys didn’t necessarily address it so much as they tried to bury it with their enthusiasm. This seems to be all too common: critical debate has a very fragile existence in weblogging conversations. Discussions are either love fests or flame wars; there is very little in-between.

I also have one minor correction to make about what was discussed: Doc Searls and David Weinberger both mentioned how open source is owned by everyone and can be worked on by anyone, but that’s not entirely true. Open source is like proprietary source in that there are always those who control the direction and modifications of a specific piece of software–it’s just with open source, those who disagree with this direction can make a choice to start in a different direction, spun off from the main.

This is important to keep in mind because one misinformed criticism leveled at open source is that it is ‘too chaotic’–an assertion recently made as a reason not to release Java, as open source.

(Now what this has to do with Chris Lydon’s radio broadcast, leading to the title “OpenSource”, I have no idea.)

But I digress. David mentioned that he spent the weekend in a place with little internet access, and how cut off he felt by it. Lydon responded with the question: Is David addicted?

Riding over Drugs

Dave Winer made a statement in reply to another caller (Ruth) that jarred badly. In response to her observation about the use of the internet by people in Vietnam and her wonder how they’re using it, he jumped in with a quip that people in Vietnam are online primarily looking for sex. He said this also applies to LiveJournalers. He may have been semi-joking, but it showed little respect for the caller, and her comments. It was a glib, offhand response that added little to the discussion.

This statement aside, if there is one thing that would have given the show more grit, it would have been to include a more diverse group of interviewees. This particular group shares many of the same enthusiasms; without critical feedback, the show puffed a little overly much, becoming more of a pep rally than a true discussion of Web 2.0. This did, however, lead to the funniest part of the broadcast: after a particularly exuberant set of statements about how the web is going to change the world, a station break mentioned that the show, Living on Earth, would follow.

My biggest surprise of the evening was how nice Doc Searl’s voice is. I don’t think I’d ever heard it before, but he has a lovely voice. However, my perceptions may be a little biased because of something Doc said that was one of the most honest if quiet assertions in the entire program. When David Weinberger brought up how the weblogging environment still reflects the early dominance by Americans, and not just any Americans, but geeky Americans, Doc interjected, ‘…and males’.

For that, Doc earned a rose.

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Photography Places Plants

Commonplace

The roses at the Missouri Botanical Garden are in full bloom, and unlike last year, I haven’t missed the early show. I spent yesterday afternoon taking photos and just walking about, enjoying the brilliant color and delicate scent.

As I was walking past the Lilypad pond on the way to the experimental rose garden, two mallard ducks swam towards me, the female hopping up on a circulation pipe, the male on the pond wall. I don’t normally pay much attention to mallards, since they’re so common. Yesterday, though, I notice how colorful the bird seemed in the bright afternoon sun.

The male has such a brilliant emerald green head, and that azure band on its wings stands out sharply against the subtle browns, blacks, and whites. The female isn’t as colorful, but does share the blue band, and the warm, dark eyes.

I started taking photos of the birds, getting close enough to pick out the intricate detail of their feathers. When was the last time I had looked closely at a mallard duck’s feathers? To notice the lacy patterns and subtle coloring, made richer by the bright, swatches of color?

Last night, as I was going through the pictures, I thought about a friend of mine who would have passed the ducks, as if they weren’t there. Chances are, though, he would also ignore the roses, the trees, the squirrels and most other things around him. He is a man who is so tightly focused on his immediate environment–his family, work, and his communication with others through the internet–that I’m not sure when the last time was he saw a rose, or really looked at a mallard.

As I uploaded the mallard photos to Flickr, I wondered if I had captured the beauty and the grace of the birds well enough to attract appreciation for their uniqueness; or would they only rate a glance and dismissal as just ducks–probably garnering more attention if they were dressed of their feathers and cooked in a delicate apricot-brandy sauce.

There are so many beautiful photos uploaded to Flickr, it’s a wonder that any photo stands out. A picture of a rose that might have drawn exclamations of delight a few years back becomes just one of many in a continuous stream of images. I’ve found that among my photos those that grab attention tend to be ones where the images are small and odd enough to not be easily identifiable. I don’t have any photos of naked people to test the hypothesis that these generate the most attention.

Speaking of which, since my ducks were preening their chest feathers, I was tempted to label the images with the tag ‘breasts’. I still might.

I’ve spent too much time on the computer today. Sometimes when I’m tired and have been staring at my computer monitor for a long time, spending hours looking at dark print on white, I’ll look up and everything in the room seems sharper, more colorful, and richer. The effect lasts only a moment, and I hold my eyes open as long as I can–until they tear. Yet I can stare at my room or out my window for hours and it will never sharpen or enhance what’s on the screen.

Not even my ducks. I showed these photos to my roommate and he said, “Uh huh. Nice. Ducks” Ducks becomes both a verb and a noun, not to mention a warning: this way there be ducks.

“What did you write about?”

“I wrote about ducks.”

“Uh huh. Nice. Ducks.”

Now when I wrote on the commonplace, the ordinary, and the benign, I’ll ‘tag’ it ducks. Who says I don’t understand how tagging works.

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Photography

Parking lot fish

Photos missing because of no longer existing flickr account.

I’ve been under the weather lately, which has been good from a programming point of view. I did get out for a light walk on Sunday to Powder, and was surprised to find a large, mobile fish tank in the middle of the parking lot. I didn’t have my camera but did have my trusty cellphone. Whipping it out, I took several photos, such as the one following, and emailed them to my flickr account.

Odd thing is, the photos have been appearing, in between other photos, the last two days. Not only that, but one that I took a week ago appeared yesterday. Not necessarily expected behavior, but does have a rather poetic feel to the whole thing. I imagine my photos drifting around the aether for hours, days, until the right conditions form and it manages to make its way to my flickr pages.

Hiya picture, how you been? Seen any good sites on the way?

(Photographic evidence of kite eating trees…)

I had talked with a friend once about whether Walker Evans would like the new generation of photography equipment. He though Evans would like digital photography, but I think he’d like cellphone photos, too. After all, in his later years, he focused almost exclusively on Polaroid photographs–a medium not normally associated with ‘great’ photographic art. And there’s something spontaneous and fresh about cellphone photography.

But to return to programming, I’ve managed to bring Tinfoil Project back to life, except it’s now run completely off of the semantic data I’m collecting from Burningbird, and from web services provided by Flickr. More to come when I get my other work finished. No tags, though. Sorry.