Garden spider. I think spiders are an acquired taste. Most people don’t like spiders . I don’t really gravitate to spiders except for these typical garden spiders which eat a few flies and mosquitos and moths and always show up about now. I marvel at how they weave their web. An engineering feat by any standard. They are fast killers. Their prey do not suffer. Also amazed at how close the phone camera can go. iPhone]]>
Shark attack OBX.]]>
May 5, 2015: Rays stream from sun onto ocean to strike hunters from all angles, cooking them out of their clothing layer by layer until finally they stand bare chested at the water’s edge. I remember a beach in Mexico – but this is Arctic Alaska, where Iñupiat hunters have ventured onto Chukchi Sea ice to seek the gift of aġvik – the bowhead whale. Since Time Immemorial, aġvik has given Iñupiat not only nutrition, but the foundation of a resourceful, resilient, culture and enabled them to thrive in one of the harshest environments on earth.
Multiple threats have followed the British explorers who sailed into their home in the early 19th century, followed by the Yankee whaling industry, which decimated the bowhead. Imported diseases decimated the Iñupiat.
Both survived and slowly began to replenish their populations. By 1977, the Iñupiat had adapted to incredible change. Money to buy imported goods, high-priced food included, had become vital. Yet bowhead remained central to diet and culture. Each spring, Iñupiat ventured onto Chukchi Sea ice and paddled their bearded seal-skin covered umiaks into the lead to meet bowheads migrating to summer waters in the Canadian Beaufort.
Come the open water season of late summer and early fall, hunters again met aġvik as bowheads migrated back through the Beaufort and Chukchi to their winter home in the Bering Sea. Through intimate observation, Iñupiat knew bowheads numbered many thousands, were increasing and so were shocked when the International Whaling Commission suddenly placed a moratorium on their hunt. IWC claimed the Western Arctic bowhead population numbered as few as 600.
Iñupiat joined other Alaska Inuit, organized the Alaska Eskimo Whaling Commission and took their fight to an IWC convention in the UK. Greenpeace protesters waved “Save the Whales!” signs at them. AEWC secured a pitifully inadequate quota of 18 strikes to land 12 whales for ten Alaska whaling villages spread along a coastline longer than California’s. With financial support from the Utah-sized North Slope Borough, founded by Iñupiat in 1972 to tax oil company property and thus recapture a sliver of the Prudhoe Bay wealth Congress had just taken from them, AEWC launched what with support from the US and Canadian governments became the most intense, ongoing, scientific, peer-reviewed whale census ever conducted. Additional federal studies proved the deep Iñupiat nutritional and cultural need to hunt bowhead.
The most recent tally shows a best-estimate of 16,892 bowhead, growing by 3.7 percent a year. Alaska whaling villages currently hunt under a block quota of 306 landed bowhead, parceled out over six years. Future quotas will be based on future census numbers. Even Greenpeace now favors the Iñupiat right to hunt bowhead. Ailments of the modern world not withstanding, the hunt is strong.
Now the big threat is climate change, happening faster in the Arctic than anywhere else. The spring hunt in the Chukchi becomes ever dangerous as ice thins. The Beaufort late summer/early fall hunt also grows more dangerous. Huge reaches of open water allow violent storms to whip up waves that threaten hunters and shorelines alike. Polar bears have always been present to hunt and be hunted by Iñupiat, but hunted seals from plentiful icebergs and seldom bothered fall hunters.
Now, there are fall seasons when no icebergs can be seen. Polar bears need solid platforms to rest and den upon. They need to eat. They come to Cross and Barter Islands, where Iñupiat from the villages of Nuiqsut and Kaktovik hunt. Many bears now turn to the Iñupiat and the bowhead they land in their own quest to survive. Whalers must be continually wary, lest they fall to a nanuq.
From 1985 through 1995, I repeatedly returned to six whaling villages spread along the Arctic Slope from Point Hope in the west to Kaktovik near Canada to make my magazine, Uiñiq, funded by the North Slope Borough. This resulted in my book, Gift of the Whale (Sasquatch, 1999).I spent the next dozen years plus covering Native people and issues elsewhere across Alaska, but returned to the Slope enough to see the dramatic impacts climate change was bringing to the Iñupiat and their hunting way of life. I saw what looked to be pending offshore oil development – both opposed and supported within the Iñupiat community. For now, oil exploration has stopped in the Chukchi, although smaller scale, near-shore development continues in the Beaufort.
In May, 2008, I launched what I intended to be a comprehensive update but one month later fell, shattered my shoulder and got a new one. A variety of ailments and surgeries followed, but now I am at it again. Should health, life and funds permit, I hope to complete my update by the summer I turn 70 – four years from now.
Then I plan to go sit on a beach in Rio.
I will stay here, in Alaska – most of the time.
When he was five, Bill Hess looked up into the ethereal shimmer of a rare display of northern lights in the Oregon night and felt a mysterious call to the north. The call persisted as his Mormon family migrated about in the land and mythology of the American West. Reality punctured myth during the two years he served on a mission to the Lakota and the five he spent as a one-man-band newspaperman and freelancer on his wife Margie’s White Mountain Apache Reservation. On July 14, 1981, his 31st birthday, he finally followed the call home to Alaska. No job awaited, no house for his family and he knew no one, yet his soul was soothed. He has dedicated his career since to learning about his home from those who know it best – the First Peoples of Alaska. He extends his thanks to them for allowing him to walk, eat and sleep upon their lands, waters and ice, for all they have so generously shared with and taught him.
Bill Hess – Born Into Exile
Shooting for BeachGames project next 3 days #obx #nagshead]]>
August 18, 2016 #obx #nagshead]]>
August 18, 2016 #obx #nagshead]]>
Jordan. Outer Banks NC #nagshead #obx #FujifilmX-T2]]>
Seine net. #obx #nagshead]]>
Dying pine NC.]]>
Suddenly and unexpectedly, my untroubled life, formerly defined by nonchalance and filled with love, was overwhelmed by fear, anger and despair. After this assault, I didn’t know if I could ever recover my former peace. My earlier sense of harmony and wellbeing seemed beyond reach.
Even after the immediate and serious threat to my family was resolved, my wounds were fresh and deep.
These photographs reflect an escape—my effort to open my heart again to trust and joy.
Coney Island provided a ready escape from the frenzied streets of Brooklyn. The force and power of the ocean helped me, and other visitors, to distance ourselves from the burdens of our daily lives. Coney Island provided a space for us to let down our guard.
I wanted my soul to connect with other souls, so I could once again celebrate the beauty of the day and let myself become whole once again.
Harald is a Dutch photographer who lives and travels between Cyprus and Russia. Once fulfilled in his business life, at the age of 42, he decided to focus entirely on his passion for photography that he cherished from early childhood. Previous life gave him an insightful privilege of experiencing the daily life of ordinary people in more than 35 countries around the world where he travelled to and lived in. The variety and peculiarities of cultures, backgrounds, environments and similarity of emotions in all of them is what he always wanted to share through photography. “I look at my surroundings with sincerity of a child who doesn’t wish to break into someone’s intimate moment but rather be embraced by it. It’s like capturing frames of a life long movie, the frames that beat along with my heart. Every picture of mine has a piece of my soul in it. That’s why I do it, it’s my way of absorbing this world with all its beauty and flaws and give back a part of myself.”
Pretty typical photo essay workshop scene in my New York loft. Students gather for a book critique. We do our BURN book designs here. This is my last NY workshop for 2016 and runs September 25-October 1…link in my profile here IG. One gratis scholarship to be given to a an emerging photographer in need of support. My team and I give tough love to my students. Honest critique. Outside guests ( like this time Sarah Leen Dir of Photography NatGeo) joins us. Other pros will pop in and out. Daily critique with each student photographer out on her or his personal journey. Final student show in front of a select New York photo world audience is a focus of the class. Taking each photographer to their personal next level. I think we have either 2 or 3 spaces left in a class max 15. I do a skype or FaceTime portfolio interview with each applicant. Join us or just come and see our final show. Cheers Photo by Frank Overton Brown III @obxhomepage]]>
Mary at Nags Head Pier #outerbanks #nagshead]]>
Mary at the Nags Head Pier #obx #nagshead #outerbanks]]>
Storm builds on Pamlico Sound. Outer Banks NC #storm #nagshead #outerbanks]]>
I’ve seen shoes dangling from power lines all over the world just as here. It must mean something, yet I know not. In some countries there are dozens of shoe pairs, laces tied, then thrown and looped around a power line. Old shoes not needed and thrown just for fun? Some rite of passage? Let me know if you know of any special reason for this international ritual.]]>
One of my fave models is Michelle and my daughter-in-law to be at the end of this month. Lucky Bryan. She’s also the super good mom of my 2 yr old granddaughter Lyla who fills this IG feed often. Michelle is a producer. She’s produced many of my pro shoots, runs my photo workshops ( next one NYC end of September), runs 3 yoga studios, her own workshops for creative women, and will now in the next couple of months produce and video edit my online tutorial. Whew! That’s a lot of stuff. Oh yea she’s also part of the BurnMagazine team and manages our online store. MOSTLY Michelle is my friend. My confidante. Tries to protect me from myself!! Tries. Thanks for everything Michelle. You are the bestest!!]]>
River of Hades is an mythological approach to document reality and construct a fictional historical record of real life experience. Inspired and captivated by the magic of the river mythologies from my city and another riverside that i had chance to encounters, from that experience I try to create fictional narratives based on the myth of the river of Hades.
In Greek mythology, the Underworld, may be the land of the dead, but it has living botanical items, like meadows with asphodel flowers, and geographical features. Among the most famous are the river of the Underworld that connect the Earth and the Underworld. That river is called River of Hades (Hades is the Ruler of the Underworld).
The surreal wilderness of the night in the riverside has always fascinated me. The riverside I walked through during the day, completely transformed after sundown. There was a dark side in it: the ghost-like creatures that I imagined wandering around in the deepest shadows. Because of my fear, I could never bring myself to approach these mysterious beings directly. They partook in unknown activities and so they shall remain.
Regardless, photography has given me the energy to enjoy the discomfort and experience of this nocturnal wild side. While confronting the darkness outside, I also redeemed the darkness within.
Aji Susanto Anom (b.1989) is a photographer based in Solo, Indonesia. He is now still studying in Indonesian Art Institutes of Yogyakarta (ISI Yogyakarta). His work is basically explores all his personal question about the darkness of his deeper life. He has published three photobooks independently called ‘Nothing Personal’, ‘Poison’ and ‘Recollecting Dreams’. In 2015, he was selected as one of the participant of ‘Angkor Photography Workshop’ under the mentor: Antoine D’Agata and Sohrab Hura. His works can be discovered through his featured publication on BURN Magazine, Lens Culture, The Invisible Photographer Asia, Top Photography Films, Monovisions, Dodho Magazines, Sidewalkers.Asia and more.
Aji Susanto Anom]]>
Photo this morning by @obxhomepage Frank Brown as morning breaks with a full rainbow . We are heading south to check the waves. Good surf day. I’m just going along for the ride. Follow me on Instagram Stories.]]>