The New York Times today carries the following story about Scottish expertise helping to preserve one of America's famous iconic landmarks, and scene of my favourite Hitchcock fillums, 'North by Northwest', Mount Rushmore.
Naturally I thought I'd put it here, so that passing strangers might get a chance to read it, because if the Hootsman does cover the story, it'll be portrayed as some form of anti-SNP story...
Enjoy.
EDINBURGH — Come April a small team of experts from the Glasgow School of Art and the government heritage entity Historic Scotland will fly to South Dakota at the behest of an organization called CyArk and the United States National Park Service. They will make laser scans and computer models of Mount Rushmore.
Aside from the wee bit of Scottish blood in three of the four enshrined presidents (Lincoln’s the odd man out, in case you’re wondering), there is of course nothing whatsoever Scottish about this most all-American of sites. But cultural expertise transcends national borders. The Scottish team of four or five will spend a few days setting up and moving around their various scanners to capture all of Mount Rushmore’s nooks and crannies, collecting billions of bits of digital information, which will then be brought back here, to be crunched and sorted out by computer.
What results should be the most complete and precise three-dimensional models ever of the site, millions of times more detailed and accurate than the best photographs or films, precise down to the tiniest fraction of a millimeter.
In an era of computer animation, with gamers navigating virtual universes at the click of a mouse, making laser scans of old monuments may not sound special, but the Scottish team has achieved some unprecedented levels of sophistication with their models. Through scanning, the experts can conjure up what objects looked like ages ago, in effect turning the clock back on ancient sites. They can simulate the effects of climate change, urban encroachment or other natural or man-made disasters on those same sites, peering into the future.
Given a proposal for a new building in a city like Edinburgh, they can also create virtual realities, almost microscopically accurate, so viewers might see what the building looks like from all angles in the place where it’s intended to go, including the shadows it might cast at different times of day.
The technology isn’t brand new or unique to Scotland, but the Glasgow team is on its cultural front line. Douglas Pritchard, a Canadian-born architect by training, is the wizard behind the Digital Design Studio at the art school. He heads the Scottish laser expedition with David Mitchell, director of Historic Scotland’s Technical Conservation Group. Describing how fast laser modeling has progressed and how far it might soon go, Mr. Pritchard said, “We’re no longer a million miles from the ‘Star Trek’ holodeck.”
He was perfectly serious.
The cultural implications of the technology are big, as are the political ones for Scotland, which, via the country’s culture minister, Michael Russell, has latched on to the laser team’s work.
It was about three years ago that Mr. Pritchard’s art school group began surveying a swath of the center of Glasgow, along the River Clyde, creating 3-D digital representations of some 1,400 buildings and dozens of streetscapes. They caught the attention of Mr. Mitchell, who enlisted Mr. Pritchard to scan a decaying iron bridge in Dundee, which was nearly impossible to survey with much accuracy except by laser.
The bridge project led to scans of Stirling Castle and Rosslyn Chapel, the 15th-century Gothic fancy to which “The Da Vinci Code” has lately brought swarms of conspiracy-minded tourists. One of them was a man who tried one day to take a sledgehammer to the so-called Apprentice Pillar, convinced that the Holy Grail was hidden inside it.
No harm done, but the event illustrated, as Mr. Mitchell noted, why scans are necessary. “Remember Windsor?” he asked, referring to the fire in 1992 that burned parts of the British royal castle. “If restorers had had laser scans back then, they could have rebuilt everything to within three millimeters of accuracy, but instead they had to rely on conjecture from photographs.” He noted the more recent case of the Buddhas in Afghanistan that the Taliban blew up in 2001.
The basic principle behind the laser technology is simple: A box, with a laser inside, sits on a tripod; as the box slowly rotates 360 degrees, the laser, moving up and down, bounces its beam off whatever is solid in front of it. In so doing, it registers some 50,000 points in space every second. Traditional surveyors might produce a couple of hundred measurements a day, prone to subjectivity and human error. Lasers collect millions of measurements per hour. A scanner can even identify certain materials, determining whether something is, say, made of glass or stone.
Aerial lasers and a hand-held version operate the same way. Combined, they can bring to life as 3-D images entire cities or a mountainside, like Mount Rushmore’s.
This spring, at a digital-documentation conference in Glasgow, Mr. Russell met with Ben Kacyra, the American engineer and inventor of the scanner. Partly because of what had happened to the Buddhas in Afghanistan, Mr. Kacyra had established the nonprofit CyArk to compile scans of 500 Unesco World Heritage sites around the globe.
The Scottish crew was signed up to scan for CyArk five Scottish World Heritage sites (the Old and New Towns of Edinburgh; Neolithic Orkney; the island of St. Kilda; New Lanark; and the Antonine Wall, an ancient Roman ruin) as well as five other sites. Having been already in touch with the Park Service about Mount Rushmore, CyArk enlisted the team to start there.
What are the big cultural implications? For starters, Mr. Pritchard talked about “a new kind of empowerment.” He was referring to the prospect of using virtual-reality models to allow the public to judge all sorts of proposed urban plans. The drawings and computer simulations long cooked up by developers and architects will be replaced by more detailed, easier-to-comprehend, more objective views, in essence democratizing knowledge.
The benefits of storing and distributing state-of-the-art views of the world’s most precious cultural sites at low cost (the annual budget for the Scottish team is under a half-million dollars) are obvious.
By way of example Mr. Pritchard showed off on his laptop a ruined Victorian monument, Paisley Fountain. It was returned in virtual guise to its original lacquered green sheen, thanks to some paint scraping taken by Scottish restorers. When combined with the laser scans, the scrapings proved what the surface of the fountain first looked like. Nobody had imagined it to have been so shiny. “But,” as Mr. Pritchard said, “technology doesn’t lie.”
Then he clicked on a virtual model of a Maori canoe, bought in pieces not long ago by the National Museum of Scotland and never assembled. Laser scans proved it never could be: the pieces turned out not to belong together.
The demonstration pointed toward some bright, gleaming, globalized frontier of cultural information-sharing and progress, albeit curiously backward-glancing. In London at the moment there happens to be an exhibition of paintings by the German-born British artist Frank Auerbach from the 1950s and early ’60s, marvelous pictures that show the city rebuilding as if from scratch after the war.
Back then, death and destruction held out for midcentury Modernists the prospect of a new urbanism, a fresh start born of loss and industrial advances.
That was half a century ago.
The new cutting edge of laser technology offers instead a means to preserve and restore whole cities exactly as they once were. It promises a world kept as if in amber.
A virtual past that never dies.
Set to Stun
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
"Something fishy over SNP election hopeful who was born in two places..." Labour reaches new low.
The Duke of Wellington, pictured above, sporting his now familiar traffic cone outside Glasgow's Gallery of Modern Art, the GOMA, was the subject of much ridicule for being the most English of Englishmen.
Daniel O'Connell, the great Irish liberator, who campaigned for Catholic emancipation, the right for Catholics to sit in the Houses of Parliament and for the Independence of Ireland was the man whose quote about Wellington's birthplace has often been misattributed to the Duke himself.
O'Connell said, " The poor old Duke! What shall I say of him? To be sure he was born in Ireland, but being born in a stable does not make a man a horse."
Which brings me to the latest super duper smart campaigning tool from the Labour party, fighting for their safest seat in Scotland. At no great expense, the labour party have produced and printed 30,000 leaflets which will be slithering through letterboxes throughout the constituency over the next couple of days.
This leaflet does not point out what great things Willie Bain will be doing as their Labour MP in Parliament, it doesn't comment on the fact that he's completely at odds with the Labour party over his support of the striking posties, nor that he opposes privatisation of the Royal Mail, nor does it highlight his slamming of Glasgow's Labour Council policy of school closures as 'the wrong decision'.
Instead it accuses the SNP candidate, David Kerr, of being a big, fat, smelly liar over his place of birth. No doubt, the assertion being that if Kerr lied about that, he'd eat your children and defecate in the Pope's Mitre whilst flagellating himself with the latest Dan Brown tome.
Kerr made the mistake of claiming to have been born in the constituency. His parents may have lived in Shettleston, his mother may have carried him for nine months in Shettleston, he may well have returned to the family home, in Shettleston, a few days after popping into this brave new world. However, the fact remains that he was born in a maternity hospital on the South side of Glasgow, not Shettleston. In the eyes of Labour this, obviously, like the Duke of Wellington, does not make him either a horse or Shettlestonian.
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Rather than regurgitate all the despairing facts on life in this constituency, have a gander below and wallow in the poverty, ill health, lack of education and unemployment statistics.
Michael Martin left this constituency in a state befitting some third world shit hole, Willie Bain was his agent and Labour party secretary.
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