Whale Fall

Following the discovery of a new, natural whale fall in Antarctica (announced Wednesday), I entertained a brief obsession with marine snow and the communities that build up around whale falls. It is amazing how a whale carcass can support such a totally unique and vibrant community for 70 years or more. Of course it makes sense; since the sea floor is such a low-energy zone and there is a lot of food to be had on a whale.

This 7 million year old grey whale rib probably never contributed to a whale fall community, because it got fossilized instead of getting eaten (found at Point Reyes, Northern California)

Whale falls are incredibly difficult to find, because you must stumble upon the site of a whale carcass on the ocean floor entirely by chance.  The deep sea floor is incredibly difficult to explore, and so the chances of finding a felled whale carcass get lower and lower the deeper it sinks. This is why most of what we know about whale fall communities come from “artificial” whale falls, or whale carcasses which scientists sink and then study the progression of the community which arises.

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Anniversary Roll

For our first anniversary, Doc and I shot some more couples’ double-exposures (see also “The Couples’ Roll” we shot back in October). It just so happened that on the day of our anniversary, aside from there being a big rally, Lomography was holding a double-exposure walk through Chinatown.

Doc in Chinatown, overlaid on our hands making a heart.

On this roll I shot first, then we re-wound the film and Doc shot on my shots. None of the shots were planned for how they would interact with the other person’s – we wanted that to be random.

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A Conversation on Capp Street

Capp Street Houses (San Francisco, California)

One particularly balmy summer’s night of 2012, I couldn’t get to sleep until I had all the windows wide open to allow a minuscule bit of breeze in. Unfortunately, what was a sleep aid earlier in the night came to facilitate my abrupt awakening later on.

The sounds of a man’s voice shouting, a woman’s voice replying groggily, and a car engine idling rose directly into my ears via the open windows.

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