FROZEN BUBBLES

Frozen bubbles in cold temperatures outside on the grass.

DENDRITIC PATTERNS

1. A short branched extension of a nerve cell, along which impulses received from other cells at synapses are transmitted to the cell body.

2. A crystal or crystalline mass with a branching or treelike structure
- a natural treelike or mosslike marking on a piece of rock or mineral.


JANUARY 21 2015
Having watched the weather forecast for a few days, I knew that this morning was the one - the chilliest of them all. It would be my only chance for a long while.
So, I mixed a simple solution of soap and water, cut a hole in a plastic cup, and went out in my bath robe. It was still dark; in the gloom I could see the frost that coated each blade of grass. Slowly I began to work my magic.
I looked only half bonkers to the neighbours, as they packed their kids into cars, all on their way to school or work. Pah! School? The morning is my own, to do with as I please, and the world is now my teacher.

 

FERN CRYSTALS

When water freezes, it forms around a tiny particle of dust or pollen, called an ice nucleus. The growth of the ice crystals then move outward from this nucleus, in dendritic fern-like patterns, as in the case of snowflakes. In dendritic patterns, growth is fastest at the outer edge of the pattern, just as the leaves and twigs on a tree will grow more rapidly than the older branches. 

Now, If one is to take a liquid solution of glycerin and water, and blow a bubble on a frosty morning in temperatures below -15 Celsius, what do you suppose will happen?

At -15 Celsius, a bubble will begin to freeze on contact with a surface, a nucleus of sorts if you will, and from this nucleus will grow a series of small fern crystals that radiate outwards until all parts of the bubble are covered. 

Because one's breath is warm, and the outer edges of the bubble are exposed to the cold, what is at first a perfectly spherical bubble will begin to deflate as the air inside cools and reduces in volume. Furthermore, the contrast of inner warmth and outer cooling plays an important part in the crystallising process. Think: frost on a window pane in a warm house on a cold night.

Let us suppose that we are blowing bubbles in much lower temperatures, below -25 degrees Celsius. At this temperature, the bubbles will begin to form crystals without any dust particle, as molecules will form a nucleus on their own. The bubble will crystallise in mid-air and may shatter upon contact with a surface. The fern-like patterns shown will be smaller and much more distinct as they grow more rapidly in this environment.

As the sun rises though, one's bubbles will freeze much more slowly. Thus we can see the incredible effect of the sun upon our planet. The minuscule amounts of light and warmth produced by a winter sunrise can affect even a tiny bubble that is conducting all its efforts into freezing on the cold grass. 

 

Bubble mixture and bubbles blown - in different stages of freezing on a cold day.
Bubble frozen in cold temperatures on the grass.
Bubble freezing on stalks of hay in the early morning.
Bubble freezing on the grass.
Bubble frozen on stalks of hay - cloudy and patterns.
Half deflated frozen bubble with leaf patterns on the hood of a car.

. . . And it was made after the pattern of the eternal nature, that it might be as like to it as was possible. For the pattern is existent for all eternity; but the copy has been and is and shall be throughout all time continually.
— PLATO

MUTANT KILLER MONSTER SNOWGOONS

Snow shark swimming in a frenzied sea of snow. Calvin and Hobbes style snowmen.
 

My grandparent's house is filled with bookcases, which in-turn are filled with dusty sci-fi volumes and other curiosities. As a child, I loved to peruse the random titles, pulling out any that looked promising, and thus I was introduced to many great cartoons: The Far Side, Garfield, Hagar the Horrible, and of course, Calvin and Hobbes. Grandpa picked up on my love of Calvin's silly adventures, and began to cut the Sunday strips out of the newspaper for me, stapling them into large wads.

Calvin's way of thinking must have influenced me in any number of ways (I still daydream of Tyrannosaurs in f14s). Certainly, his multidimensional world opened my imagination. As a child, I had no knowledge of film noir or space exploration, but I knew a lot about Calvin's alter egos: private eye 'Tracer Bullet' the intrepid explorer 'Spaceman Spiff.' I empathised with his view of the natural world, with his Sunday expeditions, and with his love of snow. Snow. Like a blank canvas to Calvin's world, snow offered him a plethora of artistic opportunities to express himself. Many times, I found myself wishing for a good bout of snow, so I could copy one of Calvin's designs, my motivation being a desire to scare the neighbourhood kids. You see, I was the hell-child of the block who would rip the heads off my dolls and hang them in a tree for halloween. The other kids had been warned about my family: they were not to play with us.

Turn the clock forward a few years, and here I am in Colorado, with a fresh slate of snow and too many twisted ideas for a snowman. In the end, I went with three classics:


1. A snow shark.

2. A snow frankenstein, prepped for his life-giving ceremony.

3. And, of course, a message to the aliens that might want to land in our area, to let them know they are welcome.


Mutant killer snowgoon in the form of a Frankenstein creature. Calvin and Hobbes style snowmen.
Frankenstein snowman, ala Calvin and Hobbes.
Making a deranged mutant killer snow shark with Brenda.
 

OTHER CALVIN-ESQUE IDEAS
(FOR NEXT TIME)

 

A generic snowman, in the midst of a brain surgery.
A giant snow statue of myself, each toe being as tall as I am.
A snowman holding a snowball, contemplating his own evolution.
The scene of a snowman hit-and-run.
A good ol' snowman protest.
A hundred tiny snow people, and a Godzilla-like creature (myself).
A snow ramp leading to a loop-the-loop, big enough to fit a sled. 
A snowman, sad in the knowledge of his inevitable demise, allowing us all to reflect on our own mortality and the evanescence of life.
Abstract snow art.
A giant snow-crocodile, complete with a human in its jaws.
A message to Santa, to help him find my house.
The best idea yet: an army of snowgoons, peering into the neighbour's windows.
 
Aliens Land Here - written in the snow in Calvin and Hobbes style.

SNOW CRYSTALS

Snow crystals on fresh powder.
How full of creative genius is the air in which these are generated!
I should hardly admire more if real stars fell and lodged on my coat.
— HENRY DAVID THOREAU - 1856

While falling through the clouds, a small ice crystal found itself in the middle regions of a branching matrix of points. Reaching outwards, feeling for changes in the air's humidity and temperature, the crystal formed itself into a six-fold stellar dendrite, and promptly landed on the shaggy white fur of a dog named Tutis.

A young girl enters the scene, underdressed for the occasion but too absorbed in her explorations. She is bent over, examining the ground before reaching up to the sky to snatch at the snow. Searching for clues, the mystery being the nature of life up in the clouds. 


I imagine myself rising up through a swirling mass of flakes, their differing trajectories confuse my eyes as I focus on the middle distance. Up up up, till I reach the source, the origins of snow. Snow particles are being formed in a complex process of many stages. I imagine observing this everyday miracle, and I cannot help but feel that it is a kind of magic; one that is utterly explainable, but no less magical.

 

Snow crystals up close
Snow crystals up close.
Snow flake crystals in snow.