This amazing video is significant on a couple of fronts. First it shows how much other stuff we share our solar system with. Second it is a lovely visualization of seeing, learning and becoming aware. It is the sum total of what humans know about asteroids in our solar system, and like all good learning it gets better over time as we perfect patterns and then ways of seeing and understanding. And like all good learning, it takes and becomes memory, knowledge and then part of our everyday experience.
Over 30 years of constant and repeated practice with constant improvement and inquiry, this is the kind of discovery tat can be wrought. The purest form of discovery: finding things that have always been there.
And here is a more technical explanation of what you are seeing here:
Notice now the pattern of discovery follows the Earth around its orbit, most discoveries are made in the region directly opposite the Sun. You’ll also notice some clusters of discoveries on the line between Earth and Jupiter, these are the result of surveys looking for Jovian moons. Similar clusters of discoveries can be tied to the other outer planets, but those are not visible in this video.
As the video moves into the mid 1990’s we see much higher discovery rates as automated sky scanning systems come online. Most of the surveys are imaging the sky directly opposite the sun and you’ll see a region of high discovery rates aligned in this manner.
At the beginning of 2010 a new discovery pattern becomes evident, with discovery zones in a line perpendicular to the Sun-Earth vector. These new observations are the result of the WISE (Widefield Infrared Survey Explorer) which is a space mission that’s tasked with imaging the entire sky in infrared wavelengths.
Currently we have observed over half a million minor planets, and the discovery rates snow no sign that we’re running out of undiscovered objects.
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- Pouring rain in Toronto this early morning. Was really heavy last night. Up at sparrow fart today to head all the way to Anchorage. #
- Travel blows my mind: from a humid rainy early morning in Toronto to a calm afternoon by the glassy waters of Cook Inlet, Alaska. #
- Layers upon layers of stillness. The smooth grey of Cook Inlet beneath the smooth grey blanket of morning cloud. #
- Art of Hosting on Bowen Island, BC, Canada Oct 3-6, 2010. Join us and pass on the invite…you don't want to miss it! http://bit.ly/dd7VQo #
- Stunning moonset this morning. Pink full moon dipping into the sea. It's a clear morning in Anchorage. Off to Dutch Harbor this afternoon. #
- About to board a little Saab turbo prop for Dutch Harbor in the Aleutian Islands. Cross another item off the bucket list! #
- Low clouds and fog soften the sharp peaks of Unalaska . Soft rain on the waters of Dutch Harbor and cool midnight air through my window. #
- A long dark grey dawn breaking in the Aleutians. Low cloud is thinking about lifting and revealing the breathtaking beauty of these islands. #
- Back in Anchorage for the night. The Aleutians already seem like a dream to me now. #
- Nuthatches, juncos, crickets and the sound of the wake of the 630 ferry washing on Pebbly Beach. I must be finally back home. #
- My fingers are sore…practicing for a little set of songs at BowFest tomorrow:, our annual Bowen Island festival. See you there! #
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Chimamanda Adichie explains in a beautiful talk about how we construct single stories about people and cultures. This happens all the time with indigenous communities. People often hear one native person say something and attribute that quote or idea to a whole culture or even worse, to “Native Americans.”
Adichie goes deeply into how the flattening of stories results in power shifts that lead to marginalization. Spend the time watching…
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Sporadic eating from the road:
- Andrew Rixon teams up with cartoonist Simon Kneebone to map living systems.
- Tanya Davis instructs us on how to be alone.
- Dan Oestreich on four kinds of power that leaders claim.
- Ellen Clegg and Bonnie DeVarco’s Shape of Thought
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I’m in the waiting area of the Dutch Harbor/Unalaska airport in the Aleutian Islands of Alaska. I’ve been here for less than 24 hours accompanying some colleagues on some consultations with Alaskan fishing communities. This place is all about fish, and that is all: pollack, halibut, salmon, cod and of course the world famous crab fleet which plies its trade in the Bering Sea on the World’s Deadliest Catch. The motto on the wall here at the airport is “The highest degree of opportunity” and that is indeed what this town is all about. Opportunity abounds to make money for sure but also in many other less savoury ways. This town has been cobbled together from old Russian church missions, native communities, from army and navy bases, from decades of fishing the richest waters on the planet. Everything here is opportunity, roughshod and utilitarian, sometimes brutal and vicious, but set in a landscape that is stunning.
Everything here is lifted and dropped. The mountains have been lifted from the sea and the fish and crabs are lifted from there too and dropped on deck, offloaded at the plants. People are lifted and dropped too – rocketing to wealth and falling to ill health and misfortune. Everything on these islands has been lifted onto a boat or a plane and dropped off here: years of industrial materials, commercial material, food, building supplies. The beaches in some areas are littered with disused and discarded equipment, nets, machinery and gear.
The land is incredible. Not a tree stands on these islands, so they are covered in thickets of cover bushes and everything is in flower now in the late summer. The glaciers and snowpacks in the mountains are at their dirtiest, but the summer here is short, if not non-existent. The water is never more than 10 or 12 degrees Centigrade and fog, rain and wind besets the place at any time. Flying in here is an adventure, with the runway carved out of a cliff face and running a mere 3900 feet to the apron. You are never sure if you will get in or out or, as happened to me, you will arrive but your bag will not. In this landscape, on this ocean you can only be humble. There is no illusion of control. You roll with flow and get where you’re going whenever you get there.
It’s a shame that I’m only here for a short time. I would love to explore these mountains more, to see the seabirds and the humpback whales that are breaching gleefully just around the corner from the harbour. As it was I was able to watch pink salmon run in the Iluliuk River today swimming in a channel between a processing plant and a senior’s centre, and I managed to get to beach by the airport and stand up a rock or two. But it’s ahrd to believe that I would ever be back here, so I leave with a little regret that I couldn’t stay longer. A warm bed awaits in Anchorage, and from there a medium haul home tomorrow.