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Candid eye contact street photography from Glasgow, Scotland. Quite a stern questioning look here and an image that raises more questions as a viewer than it answers - I love that.
I honestly got sooo uninspired this weekend. YET, I produced my clichés. But still, I'm not that proud. Maybe too hard on myself but whatever.
I guess questioning my work is part of the 365 project's process. So, that's good.
The bent grabiron above the conductor's side window almost appears as if the coal-stained locomotive is raising an eyebrow, questioning why I'm out here at 7 in the morning photographing it. The answer is the 1960s-era cantilever standing tall right above the engine, unbeknownst entirely to me at the time that it was living out it's last year of service. After the discovery of some new intermediate LED signals erected pre-service at mile 2.2, my efforts on shooting the North Toronto narrowed to mostly Mount Pleasant & Howland in the latter half of 2023, seeing as they were at mile 1.6 & 3.5 respectively and would almost certainly be obsolete once the new signals were cut in. A timeline wasn't known at this point and up until as recently as a month ago, I was holding out hope that they'd survive at least into the late spring/early summer. As I am now writing in early May 2024 with every last North Toronto searchlight & signal structure destroyed, I am saddened but overall grateful for moments like these where I made it my goal to document these structures while they were still around.
CP 118, Mile 3.5 North Toronto Subdivision (Howland)
I woke up wondering
Questioning
How'd this begin?
How'd things get so out of place?
Feels like we're keeping score
Everyday's like before
But we both losing this game.
An isolated setting for a farm if ever there was one. Had an ordeal making it to and from here, getting lost and ending up in some very boggy ground. The conditions were so treacherous I was questioning my sanity for being out there, I cut short my hike, missing out on a few other locations.
Thanks to Iain Robinson for the assistance on this one. Not the easiest location to shoot, compositions are challenging to say the least
No credits for this one.
I...am going through a personal crisis? Not an identity crisis but that's the first thing I could think of. I lie awake and I question everything about myself until I end up questioning if I even exist. Not if I deserve to. But if I do.
I feel emotions like joy, love, caring. I know I am loved, I know I am cared about and I know people want me around. But why? I'll stop in the middle of everything and realise I don't deserve the beautiful and amazing soul's I have come to know. Who bring out a side of me that I never knew could existed. I care about them and want the best for them, I will fight anyone willing to destroy that. Growing up I slowly believed I wasn't deserving of this. I had it slowly drilled into me that I was the cause of everyone's suffering around me and I just needed to avoid everyone so no one was ever hurt.
I was taught I am someone who pain comes from. Not love. I was taught that I was a monster from such a young age.
Alot of the time I still believe it, I don't want to but I do. I don't want to hurt people and I'm so scared about hurting them that the idea is always there. What if I fuck this up. What if I ruin everything. What if I end up all alone.
I cling to everything that hurts. Thinking I'm protecting everyone else around me but instead I just hurt myself more and more and more. They weren't in danger from me but I still do it. They still stay by my side and show me love and caring and they talk me through whatever I need talking through.
I don't feel like I deserve them but I know I do at the same time and it's like two different people are screaming inside of me while a third just yells that the whole thing inconveniences them. They have better things to do than deal with you.
I feel like I'm just there. But I have this whole life where people want to be around me, spend time with me, talk to me. And not just because they're forced to.
I'm probably repeating myself alot but it's 9am and I haven't been sleeping. I'm too scared to, it keeps me up and I'll be stuck in silence hearing everything on repeat. I cling tighter and tighter trying to hold in everything that hurts until it starts to kill me from the inside and I can't take it anymore. I just wish all of me could accept people's love.
Sorry if this was too much of a rant. But this needed to be written, I poured my soul tonight into this photo and I didn't want to just leave it to be another photo.
If you did read it, thank you. I hope you have a beautiful day and if you go through the same as me I hope you too can accept with all your heart that you ARE loved. We all have our own battles and we might not have physical scars but the mental ones last so much longer.
- P.Middleton
We introduced Sid (Our resident Sparrowhawk who lives in the tree's at the bottom of our garden) and despite this rather questioning look., he's got used to us and our camera's by now
I suppose the way it works is that once Sid (or any other animal) determines that something is not a threat., they get more relaxed about it's presence
The 'it' in this case being us
I expect we will uploading a few more of our raptor 'pet'., but he's a beautiful bird. so I'll make no apologies
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Please be free to comment which version of the 'Zebra Leaf' you like the most.
(For my friend David and my personal questioning).
... faces freedom with a little fear - Gypsy by Fleetwood Mac
“Conformity is the jailer of freedom and the enemy of growth.”
- John F. Kennedy
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2osQPU7CT0
GYPSY – FLEETWOOD MAC
"I used to think I was some kind of gypsy boy"
- Leonard Cohen
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wi6AlcH4C0A
SO LONG MARIANNE - LEONARD COHEN
Dedicated to Leonard Cohen (1934-2016)
TO BE A TRAVELLING GYPSY PONY
That old adage springs to my ever questioning mind
“Look before you leap”
live life to the full before that final sleep
any promises you make; make sure you keep
the grass seems always greener to the unknowing flock of sheep
on the either side of that or any other divisive fence
one thing life has taught me
one thing truth has brought me
to count every blessing every single day
don't be complacent; do not relent
find the balance in the betwixt and between times
keep inside the joyful circle of the present tense
deep inside your beautiful heart's content
to be a travelling gypsy pony
a nomad; adventuress; princess of fairy stories
is a journey that I would love
no matter that the field is dry
tomorrow may bring a different sense
no need to settle in one place
no need to stop and wonder why
they are free to roam
and they have the instinct born in them
that always brings them home
the little one longs to play
with the neighbouring field of sheep
they eat green grass oblivious to his dreams
as he observes them so intense
what will tomorrow bring
does anyone really know
and does it matter really anyway
for any given moment is Heaven sent
and hope will get us through
and faith will bring us home
whatever happens to us
if we fall down in between
we will bounce like a rubber ball upright again
and the world will go on spinning
and some of it will go on sinning
but there is always hope of goodness winning
while the stillness within keeps us rooted to the ground
deep within our souls
where the echoes of our subconsciousness may be found
and like the gypsy ponies cycle continues round and round
we will find out where we belong
and our free spirits will sing loudly out their song
bolstering our courage; boisterous in our knowledge
that in this single given moment
we are young, we are free and we are strong...
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Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission'
SOOC
Another image to celebrate the anniversary of my "TumbleWorld" project, a technique and view that exploits or revels in an accidental distortion of the iPhone's panoramic camera function.
There are 103 images in my "TumbleWorld" album. 103 images that I've posted to Flickr, with an awful lot more on file, waiting to be finished or tossed in the trash.
There's a lot of improvisation to the pano-sabotage technique, relying a lot on camera angles and movements of the hand. Even if one tries to repeat a shot, it's never quite the same. You can get close but exact replication is well nigh impossible.
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"TumbleWorld", my pet name or personal branding of the technique and aesthetic, started out with architecture as its subject. Large complicated objects seemed to work very well in pano-sabotage, so I went at it with full gusto. To commemorate this anniversary, which really resulted in my reaching what could be called my "Mature Style", I've gone back to architecture.
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The title comes from an old John Wyndham short story of the same name. In it the protagonist begins to question if reality is just a construct of the mind. As he goes along, he becomes increasingly convinced that this is so. At the end he decides NOT to believe what he sees ...... with interesting results. Here I suggest the same kind of questioning, but not of reality itself, but our way of viewing it.
Living in the fastest growing city on the planet, with 60, 70 and 80+ storey condo towers filling in the landscape and devouring neighbourhoods like an architectural cancer and having deeply examined the work of 2-time Noble Prize nominee, Ervin Laszlo, who states clearly that the myth of unlimited, endless growth is a self-deluding dream that will reach its limits soon and collapse, I offer this image.
******* Number 3, in the series of 4 images ( Cycle One ) celebrating this anniversary. THE SERIES IS DEDICATED TO PAUL EWING, THE WIZARD OF AZ for being on this journey with me, every step of the way. *********
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Music Link: "Theme For Great Cities" - Simple Minds, originally from their album "Sons and Fascination", produced by Steve Hillage. A great piece of 80's New Romantic instrumental music.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBSotxpthXQ
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© Richard S Warner ( Visionheart ) - 2015. All Rights Reserved. This image is not for use in any form without explicit, express, written permission.
My first day of storm chasing on the plains led me to northern Wyoming as a slight risk for supercells/tornadoes were issued by the NWS. While I was questioning myself as to if I should gamble and choose southern Wyoming, I headed for the area with greater risk and decided to play it up north. Little did I know that at around the same time as I saw this storm fire up, another storm in southern Wyoming would produce one of the best tornadoes of the year. However, I can't complain all that much, for both of these supercells were tornado warned at the time, and the structure on this supercell was mesmerizing. I watched this storm from birth to death, watching it track over some of the most beautiful landscapes east of Shoshone National Forest, and over an area where I saw virtually no other people/cars for nearly the whole time. This storm twisted like a top over the desert like landscapes of Northern Wyoming, and I even got my dream shot of a beautiful supercell right in position with a desolate road going right down the middle of my frame. This storm produced some decent sized hail as well, which I stayed out of for the most part. In the end, while I missed the Laramie tornado, it was a good chase day overall! Hope you enjoy!
"Nobody is immune to a nationwide evil unless he is unshakably convinced of the danger of his own character being tainted by the same evil."
[Jung]
"This mess of emotions got his body questioning
Is this feeling alright?
He studying my freckles like the constellations
And he's looking for signs
I know that you're not used to this
Boy will you let me teach you
Your mind is asking for my love
And you just need to hear it
Try not to wander off too much
Don't let your fears control you
Keep you attentive with authentic kisses filled with Amor.
I'll show you
How it's supposed to feel
When we meet
At Orion's Belt
I'll show you
How it's supposed to feel." - Sabrina Claudio ♫
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"What we observe is not nature itself, but nature exposed to our method of questioning." - Werner Heisenberg
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Looks like it's going to be another fairly rainy weekend. I think Mother Nature has this mixed up, if it could rain Monday-Friday and be beautiful on the weekend, I think a lot more people would be happy with her.
But she's fickle and there's no point arguing with her, so grab an umbrella and don't let a little rain get you down... right?
Hope everyone is having a good day!
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“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing.”
― Albert Einstein
A pesky shadow from a cloud dances across the landscape threatening the prospect of a sunlit shot, but happily just failed in its bold attempt! A lone dog walker on Coulderton beach waves to the footplate crew of 46115 'Scots Guardsman' as it snakes around the stunning Cumbrian Coastline approaching Nethertown station heading the 1Z87 Carlisle to London Euston 'Winter Cumbrian Coast Express; on Saturday 28th January 2017. I drove through driving rain from Tebay to Cockermouth, questioning my sanity, but the final opportunity on the coast reassured me that I am not quite going mad yet.
© Gordon Edgar - All rights reserved. Please do not use my images without my explicit permission
Questioning look in this portrait shot and as previously stated I could not move any further away due to the dry moat behind me. Once the stag was ashore I almost got some beautiful photos in dappled sunlight when it moved further away but some stupid girl saw me taking photos and got up from where she was sitting on a bench and stood in front of the Stag, no more than than a metre maximum from it...We witness this behaviour every year. Last year a man posed with his dog directly next to this stag whilst his wife/ girlfriend took lots of photos using a smart
phone..
Red deer have red-brown fur with a cream rump. The UK’s largest land mammal, a mature male (stag) may stand four feet tall at the shoulder and weigh up to 200kg.
Stags develop a large set of antlers that grow with age. Starting with just two points, the antlers steadily develop more branches, reaching up to 16 in most cases. These antlers are shed and regrown every year. Females (hinds) lack antlers and are more lightly built than males.
As I walked up to the reception desk the receptionist smiled a welcoming smile and said, “Welcome back Sir”.
I didn’t remember staying at this hotel before so I squinted back a questioning look crossed with a curious grin. The same kind of look you give someone that has just said “Welcome back” but you have never been there before.
She smoothly pushed a registration card across the desk with my details on it and she asked me to sign. I looked at the card and it had my name on it all right, just spelt differently. I didn’t remember ever living at the address they had listed but I thought it sounded like a nice place so I signed it anyway.
Eventually I found my way to my room on the sixth floor. It smelled familiar but it looked entirely different to how it smelled. There was lots of stuff in there, all of which wasn’t mine.
I really felt like having a nap but there were two beds and having to make a decision on which one to lie on was too hard so I sat in the chair instead. Through the walls I could hear people talking in the next room. Some times they whispered and other times I could tell from the long pauses they were jotting things down so I couldn’t hear.
After a while I decided to order some food but I couldn’t read the menu because it was written in a language I didn’t understand. Instead, I poured myself a drink from the mini bar and sat back down in my chair. The whispering drifted on and off, much like a radio not quite on the station. Some time later I became even more tired and after inspecting the beds again I realised, to my surprise, that there had been only one all along.
I lay down and shut my eyes. Perhaps tomorrow will be different and not so cold. The whispering finally had stopped; perhaps they had run out of things to say.
extending the structural daring with minimal elaboration?
questioning the principle of balance and symmetry which guides the growth of forms along the lines of the greatest efficiency?
thank god it's friday?
- from the streamlined, 'less is more' archive
Being in your head is so easy, being mental, no dreaming, just being realistic.
Questioning everything.
Wanting answers.
Feeling secure because you will have some answers.
Not necessarily the correct answers, but you are content even tho.
But
Quite often there are no answers.
Being in your heart is so difficult, opening up for pure love, just suck it in, believe in your intuition.
We have beliefs that we aren't good enough.
You don't need to be perfect, you know.
And
What is perfect.
We are so hard towards ourselves, demanding that we need to do stuff we really don't want to do.
Others need us to do, to act, to behave, and we just stumble on our path, back and forth, and don't do what is really correct for ourselves.
My heart has become a meltingpot of love.
All old patterns can now be transformed, I don't want them anymore, I don't need them.
Let the future be mine to behold, then I know everything will be all right.
Dieses Bild musste sein, so herrlich farbenfroh und es erzählt mind drei Geschichten..
Am besten gefällt mir der Hund, der sein Frauchen fragend anschaut
This shot had to be, beautiful colorful and it tells three stories at least....
I like the dog, who looks questioningly at the woman 😀
Song by Rev Theory
I hear voices in my head
they council me
they understand
they talk to me
You've got your rules and your religion
all designed to keep you safe
but when rules start getting broken
you'll start questioning your faith
I have a voice that is my savior
hates to love and loves to hate
I have a voice that has the knowledge
and the power to rule your fate
I hear voices cryin'
I see heroes dyin'
I taste blood that's dryin'
I feel tension risin'
I hear voices in my head
they council me
they understand
they talk to me
they talks to me
they tell me things that I will do
they show me things I do to you
they talk to me
they talk to me
all the lawyers are defenseless
all the doctors are diseased
and the preachers all are sinners
and police just take the grease
all you judges you are guilty
all the bosses I will fire
all you bankers will have losses
politicians are all liars
I see darkness fallin'
I hear voices callin'
I feel justice crawlin'
I see faith has fallen
I hear voices in my head
they council me
they understand
they talk to me
they talks to me [man's faint echo]
they tell me things that I will do
they show me things I do to you
they talk to me
they talk to me
I hear voices cryin'
I see heroes dyin'
I taste blood that's dryin'
I feel tension risin'
I hear voices in my head
they council me
they understand
they talk to me
they talks to me [man's faint echo]
they tell me things that I will do
they show me things I do to you
they talk to me
they talk to me
"What do you want for your birthday?" Ali looked at me questioningly. It's never an easy one to answer, because I don't really need anything - nothing within the birthday present type of budget anyway. A mark 2 100-400 lens would be nice, but I'd have been pushing my luck a bit with that request. "Can't think of anything in particular I replied." She sighed and we moved on.
A few days later I thought of something I did need. A good pair of warm photography gloves - one that would also make me feel I'd made a contribution to cover the costs of all the free entertainment Henry Turner has been providing during lockdown. The deed was done and on my first adventure with the tripod in ten weeks I donned a very cosy pair of gloves to accompany the three thermal layers under two coats, the balaclava, the fleece lined boots and the winter trousers. The great thing about wearing all of this winter gear is that you can stand on the Weather Watching Cliff for three hours in the face of a vicious northerly wind and not feel cold. Ok so there are times when it's not so easy to stay on your feet, and it's a shame all of these preparations didn't prevent me from losing the rainproof cover that fits onto my pack to the elements, but I was comfortably warm throughout the visit. Given the strength of the wind it's likely that the cover also traveled the few miles home towards Redruth in the dusk, albeit separately from the rest of us.
As I arrived in the car park the world outside was subjected to an urgent volley of hailstones. I decided to stay put for a while. As the squall abated, the lady in the nearest car decided to chance it and set off towards the cliff path with two small jacketed dogs. Five minutes later she was back, chased by another blast of hailstones, shrugging at me through my windscreen with a resigned grin on her face. The small dogs looked relieved to be back in their owner's car. It was the sort of afternoon that promised much if you were brave enough to step outside into it. The thing is you can see the squalls heading straight towards you from here as they so often do. It's why I call it the Weather Watching Cliff.
The second squall having passed, I readied myself for my own expedition. The lady with the dogs headed off again, although moments later yet another drift of filthy weather raced towards us. I was already back in my car as my neighbour returned to hers and headed off, evidently having given up for the day. But now at last it was dry and apart from the endless spray that carries over the cliffs here it remained dry for the rest of the afternoon. I'd decided on a manual focus stack to try and get some sharpness throughout the image but despite having the tripod low to the ground and doing my best to shelter it by crouching at its windward side, it wasn't easy in the harsh conditions. My daughter came to join me after a while and despite setting up close to me neither of us could hear what the other one said, as each word was lost to the ever strengthening wind. It felt fantastic to be here again though. I've missed these adventures.
Despite a number of visits towards the end of last year I still haven't quite got the shot I've envisaged from here and I think the opportunity has probably passed until the middle of next winter. But there are still plenty of shots to be had and I will be back here quite often throughout the seasons before I try again. As for the Vallaret gloves - they were exceptionally warm and comfortable. Perfect for a brutal winter's day. It's a shame my short and stubby index fingers don't poke quite as far out of them as they ought to when the tips are opened, even though my fourth fingers would struggle for space in the next size down. Sadly, it's probably me that needs some re-engineering rather than the gloves.
In fact the first of those future visits will probably be this afternoon - just in case that waterproof cover managed to get snagged on a bit of heather somewhere. I may as well take the camera i suppose.
You have experienced intense harm and evil so devastating that you find yourself questioning reality. It’s so easy for you to question yourself, to believe this means you are weak and it comes more naturally to turn this inward and severely criticize yourself. And you’re doing the hard work of looking for beauty and goodness wherever you can discover it and finding ways to try to express and validate your very real experience when you can’t find words for it. Maybe that is strength.
[image created on 3-1-2024]
Recently I became very fascinated by digital pinhole photography. This image was created with a modified pinhole body cap. I think I’m drawn to this type of photography because I feel it relates to my life and it seems to teach me far beyond photography. There are strict limitations that can drastically alter how images are captured and the final outcome of the photos, there is a lack of clarity compared to how I normally capture images with a lens, it’s difficult to predict exactly how the image will look and beauty and meaning can be found in the process and the final photo. It gives me a chance to practice embracing the unfamiliar, change, finding beauty in imperfection and growing in new ways.
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As a way to cope with circumstances beyond my control, survive and work to keep fighting for life I decided to try to take at least one photo (or more) each day. I call this “a photo (or more) a day.” Practicing this form of therapeutic photography helps me work to focus on the present moment, gives me something familiar and enjoyable to focus on as I use photography skills that have become like second-nature to me and being able to view the images I capture helps me recall what I was thinking, feeling and noticing at the moment when I created the photos. More of the photos from this series can be seen on my Instagram account
I may not always have the energy, time or capacity to share photos from this series—especially with the very challenging circumstances my family and I are experiencing—and will do my best to continue taking a photo (or more) a day even if I’m not able to share.
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Lately I've been questioning things. I have been so happy this year, and yet there are times when I don't feel fully alive. As if life has been put on hold.
What causes this?
I don't know for sure, but perhaps there might be something inside all of us that gives us feedback about whether we're moving in the right direction in life or not. An internal voice that we have access to at all times, and yet sometimes it feels like this voice speaks in another language. You can hear the basic emotion behind it, but can't understand the words.
I think we've been so conditioned to shush this voice since we were babies, because, well, you just can't do whatever you want. You have to conform to society and rules if you want to survive here. Then as we grew, this voice was so often replaced with programmed messages coming from someone's agenda. Ads, TV shows, articles, news, parents, friends, lovers... So many external voices teaching us what to believe and to want. So how do you know which desires are actually yours?
I guess this is it. When something makes you feel alive, it's good. When something makes you feel dead inside, it's wrong. It might not always make sense. The voice of reason might be advising you otherwise... But maybe the voice of reason is someone else's voice.
As I sat on the pier at Bodega Harbor watching several Common Loons fishing I was struck by their elegant & serene beauty & how very 'wise' they appeared to me!
This one swam up very close to us as if questioning our reason for being there aiming cameras at it!
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"Phone Home"
***This picture is perhaps the first time anyone has photographed the Milky Way with this cool alien looking space toy which explains why even Google was clueless.***
It is hard to explain to people what is so special about shooting the Milky Way especially if the person questioning happens to be your boss, i,e. spouse.
There are only a few months (8 if lucky) in the year that the Milky Way core is visible. Of those few months, the ideal moon less nights are about a week. Only one or two will fall on a weekend. Some of those nights are lost to weather. Effectively you get about 10 nights in a year that you can potentially shoot the stars. And if it has been 9 months since you last shot the Milky Way, it gets a tad uneasy under the skin.
I had not shot a Milky Way picture since last June. I was hoping for some clear skies in Big Bend but it was not to be. The only chance I got was at the McDonald Observatory in Fort Davis, Texas. After 7.5 total hours of driving, my motivator-in-chief Nayana and I arrived at the Observatory just as the rather large half moon was setting. We watched the moonset as the moon gradually dropped below the horizon leading to a the rapid change in the brightness of the stars. About 30 minutes later, the moonlight and afterglow was replaced by starlight that illuminated the ground around us.
It was brutally cold and windy. I was perfectly willing to return empty handed but it was not going to be fair if we did not try and shoot some pictures. I had seen this antenna during the day when we had come here to visit and took in a live Sun viewing session. It looked interesting enough that I had this picture in mind. Thin clouds drifted overhead while Jupiter shone bright right at the heart of the Dark Horse Nebula.
As always, I tried to find out what this Radio Telescope like antenna was. Unusually Google was not particularly helpful. It turns out this is a brand new NASA VGOS antenna is part of the McDonald Geodetic Observatory that just passed its Site Acceptance Testing. This new science facility is run by the UT Center for Space Research in partnership with NASA Goddard.
Sony a7RII
ZEISS Camera Lenses Batis 25mm f/2
ISO 10000, 25mm, 10s at f/2
Several identical shots stacked for Noise Reduction
Processed in Capture One Pro, median stacked in Starry Landscape Stacker and Adobe Photoshop
For your reading pleasure, below is some info on what this Antenna is.
NASA VLBI Geodetic Observing System (VGOS) antenna
The NASA Space Geodesy Project (SGP) has taken the next step in expanding the NASA Space Geodesy Network (NSGN) with the procurement of a VLBI Global Observing System (VGOS) 12-m radio telescope for a new core site located at the McDonald Observatory, near Fort Davis, Texas. Intertronic Solutions Inc. completed the installation of the antenna early in February 2019. An engineering room-temperature feed, developed and installed by MIT/Haystack Observatory, was used to support the pointing tests. On February 15, 2019 several extragalactic sources were observed. The antenna successfully passed the Site Acceptance Test (SAT) on February 20, 2019. A cryogenic, broad-band signal chain will be installed in April 2019. Afterwards the station will begin commissioning activities, and later in the year will being participating in VGOS test sessions, organized in coordination with the International VLBI Service for Geodesy and Astrometry (IVS).
The McDonald Geodetic Observatory is part of NASA’s Space Geodesy Project - a global network of dishes dedicated to studying changes in Earth’s shape, gravity, and rotation. Data gathered by this 12m radio telescope will offer next-generation measurements for precision navigation and understanding the changes on our planet.