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“The Ivory-bill has frequently been described as a dweller in dark and gloomy swamps, has been associated with muck and murk, has been called a melancholy bird, but it is not that at all—the Ivory-bill is a dweller of the tree tops and sunshine; it lives in the sun...in surroundings as bright as its own plumage."
- James T. Tanner, 1939
- James T. Tanner, 1939
Monday, December 6, 2010
sketches for sale
While working on the illustration that became the cover for my book Ghost Birds I produced several sketches of a male ivory-bill. There's really no need for me to keep all of them, so if you'd like to buy one please contact me.
These are not color copies but real pen and ink drawings. I did a series of rough drafts in order to capture just the right Campephilus principalis expression. Intense and statuesque. Not an easy thing to do since I have never seen a live one.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Have you driven a Ford lately?
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While working on Ghost Birds, one of my greatest thrills was getting to drive a Ford Model A roadster very much like the one Tanner drove.
Television producer/writer Steve Dean and his crew were producing an hour-long Heartland Series program about the Ijams Family for Knoxville's WBIR-Channel 10. They needed the car for one of the scenes and found one locally.
Tanner bought his used Model A in August 1936 for $175 and ultimately sold it in December 1939 for $45. Today, they're worth a good deal more.
I found the Model A remarkably easy to drive. No thrills. Just two pedals: clutch on left, brake on right. The accelerator was a silver button, reachable by your right foot. There were only three gauges to look at: odometer, temperature and voltage. At the top of the austere dashboard was a little peep hole where the driver could actually see the level of gasoline in the tank in front of him. Did you catch that? The gas tank is located between the driver and the engine.
I grew up in a Ford family. Learned to drive in a old Fairlane, owned several Mustangs and still have my late father's Crown Vic. The one thing I noticed with the Model A was the lack of amenities, i.e. creature comforts, or comfort in general. In the 1930s, automotive amenities had not been invented yet. It was the height of the Great Depression, there were few amenities of any kind.
There was very little room. I felt like one of the original Mercury Seven astronauts, nestled inside my capsule. It was a lot of fun to take out on an afternoon drive, but I found myself wondering: How could Tanner take this for 40,000 miles? And many of those were on bumpy, unimproved roads.
While working on Ghost Birds, one of my greatest thrills was getting to drive a Ford Model A roadster very much like the one Tanner drove.
Television producer/writer Steve Dean and his crew were producing an hour-long Heartland Series program about the Ijams Family for Knoxville's WBIR-Channel 10. They needed the car for one of the scenes and found one locally.
Tanner bought his used Model A in August 1936 for $175 and ultimately sold it in December 1939 for $45. Today, they're worth a good deal more.
I found the Model A remarkably easy to drive. No thrills. Just two pedals: clutch on left, brake on right. The accelerator was a silver button, reachable by your right foot. There were only three gauges to look at: odometer, temperature and voltage. At the top of the austere dashboard was a little peep hole where the driver could actually see the level of gasoline in the tank in front of him. Did you catch that? The gas tank is located between the driver and the engine.
I grew up in a Ford family. Learned to drive in a old Fairlane, owned several Mustangs and still have my late father's Crown Vic. The one thing I noticed with the Model A was the lack of amenities, i.e. creature comforts, or comfort in general. In the 1930s, automotive amenities had not been invented yet. It was the height of the Great Depression, there were few amenities of any kind.
There was very little room. I felt like one of the original Mercury Seven astronauts, nestled inside my capsule. It was a lot of fun to take out on an afternoon drive, but I found myself wondering: How could Tanner take this for 40,000 miles? And many of those were on bumpy, unimproved roads.
I have no idea the color of Tanner's Ford Model A. But they did come in a wide variety of pleasing shades unlike the Ford Model T, which was only available in basic black. What was the saying back then, "You can have any color you want as long as it is black."
The Model A was a different story although most of the time, Jim's was mud-colored.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Tanner often ate with the swampers
March 10, 1937:
In Florida near Cross City and the California Swamp that borders the Gulf Coast west of Gainesville.
After Tanner visited with Jim Cannon, an old bird hunter who claimed to have killed several ivory-bills in his day, he spent some time with an old-timer named John Butler who had lived about ten miles from Cross City for 75 years. Butler knew the swamps well and hadn’t seen an ivory-bill recently. He also told Jim that he had seen his last Carolina parakeet about 15 years after the Civil War. After wards, Tanner had lunch—corned-beef hash, rutabagas, bacon, cornbread, coffee—with Willie Hodge and his 96-year-old mother. Jim noted that she was blind and lit up her pipe after the meal.
Tanner often ate with the swampers he encountered along the way. They were generally very gracious with the young grad student, sharing their knowledge of the swamps and their sparse food.
In Florida near Cross City and the California Swamp that borders the Gulf Coast west of Gainesville.
After Tanner visited with Jim Cannon, an old bird hunter who claimed to have killed several ivory-bills in his day, he spent some time with an old-timer named John Butler who had lived about ten miles from Cross City for 75 years. Butler knew the swamps well and hadn’t seen an ivory-bill recently. He also told Jim that he had seen his last Carolina parakeet about 15 years after the Civil War. After wards, Tanner had lunch—corned-beef hash, rutabagas, bacon, cornbread, coffee—with Willie Hodge and his 96-year-old mother. Jim noted that she was blind and lit up her pipe after the meal.
Tanner often ate with the swampers he encountered along the way. They were generally very gracious with the young grad student, sharing their knowledge of the swamps and their sparse food.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Cornell trio hosted by soon-to-be author Niedrach
While Allen, Kellogg and Tanner were in the Denver area recording birds in 1935, they were hosted by Dr. Robert J. Niedrach.
Niedrach and Robert B. Rockwell coauthored Birds of Denver and Mountain Parks in 1939.
The Denver Museum of Natural History (later changed to the Denver Museum of Nature and Science) employed Niedrach from 1913 until his retirement in 1970. He was a field naturalist who became the museum’s curator of birds. Niedrach was also a collector, taxidermist and preparator. He worked closely with Alfred M. Bailey, the museum's director from 1936 to 1969.
Bailey was a pioneering bird photographer and cinematographer noted for his fieldwork. Bailey and Niedrach worked on several projects together. In 1951, they coauthored Stepping Stones across the Pacific, in 1953, The Red Crossbills of Colorado, in 1965, the two-volume Birds of Colorado and in 1967, they published Pictorial Checklist of Colorado Birds: with brief notes on the status of each species in neighboring states of Nebraska, Kansas, New Mexico, Utah and Wyoming.
The Denver Museum of Natural History (later changed to the Denver Museum of Nature and Science) employed Niedrach from 1913 until his retirement in 1970. He was a field naturalist who became the museum’s curator of birds. Niedrach was also a collector, taxidermist and preparator. He worked closely with Alfred M. Bailey, the museum's director from 1936 to 1969.
Bailey was a pioneering bird photographer and cinematographer noted for his fieldwork. Bailey and Niedrach worked on several projects together. In 1951, they coauthored Stepping Stones across the Pacific, in 1953, The Red Crossbills of Colorado, in 1965, the two-volume Birds of Colorado and in 1967, they published Pictorial Checklist of Colorado Birds: with brief notes on the status of each species in neighboring states of Nebraska, Kansas, New Mexico, Utah and Wyoming.
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Tuesday, October 12, 2010
The limits of science in the 1930s
Author and history professor (Virginia Tech) Mark Barrow writes in his wonderful book Nature's Ghosts:
"The 1920s and 1930s marked a watershed in the evolution of policies and scientific practices related to endangered species in the United States. While naturalists had long shown a keen interest in the plight of vanishing wildlife, for the first time they possessed the training, conceptual tools, techniques, financial backing, and desire to begin more thorough investigations of those species in the field. The three studies chronicled in this chapter [Alfred O. Gross: heath hen, James T. Tanner: ivory-billed woodpecker and Carl Koford: California condor] were born of a optimistic belief that if enough could be learned about the life history, behavior, and ecology of vanishing animals, they might be snatched from the jaws of extinction.”
“In the cases of Tanner and Koford, the single most important proposal was to restrict human access to and modifications of areas known to be prime ivorybill and condor habitat. Yet, given the larger political, social, and economic climate of the time, even those modest recommendations faced stiff resistance from individuals who had prior claims on the landscapes on which these species depended to survive.”
“While Koford and his colleagues overcame much of that resistance, [indeed, the California condor unquestionably still flies today] the National Audubon Society failed to stop logging on the Singer Tract. Clearly, science alone could achieve only so much without a larger change in values.”
- From Nature’s Ghosts: Confronting Extinction from the Age of Jefferson to the Age of Ecology, by Mark V. Barrow, Jr.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Hope is the thing with feathers
As my friend Chris Cokinos so aptly pointed out, quoting the Belle of Amherst, “Hope is the thing with feathers — That perches in the soul — And sings the tune without the words — And never stops — at all.”
Never stops at all. That’s our hope. For if a bird as plentiful as the passenger pigeon and one as leery and lost as an ivory-bill can both go extinct, then there is no hope.
Although I have known Nancy Tanner for over 12 years (we are both members of the local bird club) and knew of her connection to the ivory-billed woodpecker, it was really Chris Cokinos’ book that first set my mental gears in motion.
His Hope Is the Thing with Feathers: A Personal Chronicle of Vanished Birds, first published in the year 2000, is a look at several lost avian species: Carolina parakeet, heath hen, great auk, passenger pigeon, Labrador duck and the ivory-billed woodpecker that are extinct or nearly so. (The jury is still out on the ivorybill and may be sequestered for many years to come. Read Scott Weidensaul’s The Ghost with Trembling Wings.)
If have not read “Hope” then please stop reading this and run out and buy a copy. Don’t check it out of the library; authors struggle to make ends meet.
I was lucky to meet Chris a few years ago when he came to Ijams Nature Center to speak.
Many thanks Chris, for your words of support. My book about Jim Tanner is finally finished.
- Photo of Christopher Cokinos and Nancy Tanner taken January 15, 2007 at Ijams Nature Center in Knoxville.
I was lucky to meet Chris a few years ago when he came to Ijams Nature Center to speak.
Many thanks Chris, for your words of support. My book about Jim Tanner is finally finished.
- Photo of Christopher Cokinos and Nancy Tanner taken January 15, 2007 at Ijams Nature Center in Knoxville.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Sonny Boy negatives found
For me, a postscript to this story came on Friday, July 3, 2009. Books such as Ghost Birds are assembled from thousands of shards and pieces, like an explosion in reverse. I had gotten a phone call from Nancy Tanner two days earlier. She had located an envelope of old ivory-bill prints and negatives she did not know she still had in her home. Jim had donated almost all of the original material to Cornell or the Tensas River National Wildlife Refuge—those items are now archived at L.S.U.—in the late 1980s. Nancy and I agreed to one of our customary lunches, which she prepared for me.
With a Wimbledon semifinal match on in the background (American Andy Roddick beat Britain’s own Andy Murray, 6-4, 4-6, 7-6, 7-6), we discussed a wide range of topics. (If there’s anything Nancy loves more than discussing a wide range of topics, it’s tennis.) Afterwards, we cleared the dining-room table and I began to sort through the material. I soon came across the first precious slice of history, one of the original negatives of J.J. Kuhn and the young ivory-bill, and then another and another. My heart began to pound. The exact whereabouts of the original negatives had been a mystery.
“Goodness, Nancy do you know what these are?”
By the time I worked my way through the stack of material, we learned that Jim had actually taken at least fourteen photos that day. Yes, fourteen! I said to Nancy, “Does anyone in the world know this?” And at that moment, we both realized that perhaps we were the only two people who did.
On his 24th birthday: March 6, 1938, after he calmed his jitters and “buck fever,” Jim had been able to reel off over a dozen black-and-white photos, some of the most memorable photographs in the annuals of natural history; a series of indelible images that show the frenzied nestling close up, outside the safety of its nest hole. An excited young male Campephilus principalis that in a matter of minutes had climbed all over woodsmen Kuhn, like a hyper cat on a scratching post. Be still my beating heart!
For my article about this day that appeared in the September issue of Smithsonian go to: http://www.smithsonianmag.com/science-nature/A-Close-Encounter-With-the-Rarest-Bird.html.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Jim Tanner's childhood
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James T. Tanner was born in this house on North Main Street in Homer, New York on March 6, 1914. I visited Homer in August 2007.
His father C.J. owned a dry goods store in the center of town.
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James T. Tanner was born in this house on North Main Street in Homer, New York on March 6, 1914. I visited Homer in August 2007.
His father C.J. owned a dry goods store in the center of town.
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Friday, September 17, 2010
James T. Tanner, ecologist
Ecology.
In the 1930s it was a fledging new science, an offshoot of biology. German biologist Ernst Haeckel created the term ecology or “oekologoe” in 1866, defining it as “the relationship of the organism to its environment.” By the 1960s the field burst forth into the mainstream, becoming a hot topic of research. It’s also a discipline that would grow to dominant Tanner’s thought processes in his later years.
Thirty years after his days in the Singer Tract, watching the affect of habitat loss on a single species, Jim Tanner turned his attention to the science of ecology. At the University of Tennessee in Knoxville, he organized the graduate level program of ecology, serving as the its director from 1970 to ‘74, eventually writing one of the field’s early textbooks, Guide to the Study of Animal Populations, published in 1978 by UT Press. One anonymous reviewer noted, “The style is readable. In fact it is one of the few understandable texts in mathematical ecology.”
Tanner writes in his preface,
“The study of animal populations has taken two directions. One is the theoretical or mathematical study of population dynamics, beginning with the works of Verhulst (1838), Lotka (1925), and Voterra (1926). A second is the study of the means of manipulating populations for practical and economic goals. This is illustrated in Leopold’s classic book on game management (1933), in which he makes the subject of population characteristics the central theme of the book. Other examples of the management of animal populations are in fisheries, the control of pest insects, and the preservation of rare species. Both the theoretical and practical aspects depend upon an understanding of population characteristics and upon the ability to measure these.
“My purpose here is to describe the characteristics of animal populations, the methods of their measurement, and their interactions. These characteristics can be classed into those describing the population as it exists at some instant (e.g., density and composition) and those measuring the ways in which it is changing (e.g., birth and death rates). And example of an interaction is the effect of age composition on the birth rate. I have intended to review the important aspects of the subject and to describe the research methods most useful in animal populations studies, emphasizing those methods most amenable to statistical analysis.
“Whenever reasonable, I have used the concepts and terms of demography, a better-established science than that of animal populations. Good introductions to demography are by Keyfitz (1968) and Spiegelman (1968). This approach is limited, however, because data on animal populations cannot be obtained as in demography; most animals will not stand still and be counted, and individuals have no official identity, no birth certificate.”
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Tennessee Ornithological Society
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Jim Tanner joined the Tennessee Ornithological Society (TOS) in the late 1940s while teaching in Johnson City at Tennessee State Teachers College, known today as East Tennessee State University.
After accepting a job at the University of Tennessee, he transferred his membership to the Knoxville Chapter of TOS. The above group photo was taken in 1952 at the annual Spring Field Day at the home of H.P. and Alice Ijams. Their original home site is now part of Ijams Nature Center.
Jim Tanner is sitting in the center, wearing a kwiki shirt. H.P. is wearing a brown sweater, standing to the left of Tanner and Alice Ijams is wearing the black dress to the right of Tanner. Noted Tennessee ornithologist Albert Ganier is sitting in front of Tanner to the left
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Jim Tanner joined the Tennessee Ornithological Society (TOS) in the late 1940s while teaching in Johnson City at Tennessee State Teachers College, known today as East Tennessee State University.
After accepting a job at the University of Tennessee, he transferred his membership to the Knoxville Chapter of TOS. The above group photo was taken in 1952 at the annual Spring Field Day at the home of H.P. and Alice Ijams. Their original home site is now part of Ijams Nature Center.
Jim Tanner is sitting in the center, wearing a kwiki shirt. H.P. is wearing a brown sweater, standing to the left of Tanner and Alice Ijams is wearing the black dress to the right of Tanner. Noted Tennessee ornithologist Albert Ganier is sitting in front of Tanner to the left
Joe Howell, who spent time with the 1935 Cornell Expedition while they were in Florida, also taught at UT. Howell is the tall man standing on the far right.
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Wednesday, September 1, 2010
but where were the roads?
Figuring out just how Tanner got from town to town, swamp to swamp proved to be an early challenge, that is until I realized I needed road maps from the late 1930s.
Using the wonderful world of on-line auctions, i.e. eBay, I soon assembled a collection of vintage maps that not only told where the pre-interstate roads were, but their condition. And a lot of them were classified as "unimproved." People had only been buying cars for about 20 years and the nations road systems were lagging far behind.
Sharkey Road wasn't the only muddy thoroughfare he had to manage.
Monday, August 30, 2010
John's Bayou 70 years later
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In January 2007, I visited the Tensas region in northeast Louisiana near Tallulah.
This photo was taken from Sharkey Road looking northeast towards John's Bayou. As you can see a lot has changed since the late 1930s. The area where the Cornell expedition of 1935 found the nesting ivorybills and Tanner did as well—all three years of his research—is now completely treeless, an agricultural field.
Soybeans or cotton are planted here during spring. This tract is in private ownership; it borders the Tensas River National Wildlife Refuge.
The trees in the distance grow along the winding bayou itself.
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In January 2007, I visited the Tensas region in northeast Louisiana near Tallulah.
This photo was taken from Sharkey Road looking northeast towards John's Bayou. As you can see a lot has changed since the late 1930s. The area where the Cornell expedition of 1935 found the nesting ivorybills and Tanner did as well—all three years of his research—is now completely treeless, an agricultural field.
Soybeans or cotton are planted here during spring. This tract is in private ownership; it borders the Tensas River National Wildlife Refuge.
The trees in the distance grow along the winding bayou itself.
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Sunday, August 29, 2010
Jonathan Rosen
"Looking for an ivory-bill…takes the mediating nature of birdwatching to an even higher level, because in this case the quarry is a kind of ghost bird, a creature that does and does not exist."
I used this quote from Jonathan Rosen's wonderful book to begin my own. It seemed like the perfect way to sum up all that has become the mythos of the ivory-bill.
To say Rosen’s “The Life of the Skies: Birding at the End of Nature” is a book about birding is like saying the Queen Mary was a boat. Well yes it was, or is, but it is so much more.
At its core is the author’s newfound love of birding, which the New Yorker practices in Central Park. It’s a spiritual connection to birds and nature or as he cites famed biologist E.O. Wilson, a “biophilia,” the love of life.
Through the book’s series of connected essays, Rosen also manages to trace the history of our relationship to birds through the writings and lives of literary and historic figures: Audubon, Thoreau, Darwin, Wallace, Dickinson, Whitman, Faulkner, Theodore Roosevelt, to name a few.
But to balance these spiritually uplifting sentiments, Rosen weaves in a cloud of melancholy. The book begins and ends with the story of the ivory-billed woodpecker, a bird that he points out “does and does not exist.” Is it extinct or not? And if it is extinct, what does that say about us?
“The Life of the Skies” is a positive title, but his darker subhead “Birding at the End of Nature” is the real crux of his work or his woes. As anyone who loves birds already knows, species are disappearing all over the world. The author uses a line from poet Robert Frost to bring this point home: “What to make of a diminished thing.” Indeed. What do we make of a truly diminished natural world? The America of Audubon is gone. In the closing day's of Jim Tanner's search for the ivory-billed woodpecker, he too realized that their world—large tracts of old forested swamps in the South—were also almost gone.
How SHOULD we feel, loving a thing that does and does not exist?
Excellent book.
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Saturday, August 28, 2010
Smithsonian specimens
In 1963, Paul Hahn published a report titled “Where is that Vanished Bird?” He had located 413 ivory-bill skins and mounts and five skeletons in worldwide museums.
Some of these specimens are at the Smithsonian in Washington. In May 2005, I visited the Museum of Natural History: Division of Birds with Paul James, executive director of Ijams Nature Center.
Collections Manager James Dean led us down into the basement archives to where seventeen dead ivory-billed woodpeckers were neatly arranged in two groups: nine males and eight females, all lined up like ears of corn in separate wooden trays. Each had a paper label attached to a leg with a handwritten notation of when and where it had been collected, most seemed to date from the late 1800s. Families that were dispersing “grandfather’s” collection donated many of the specimens to the Smithsonian's National Museum of Natural History.
Between the Civil War and the conservation movement of the early 1900s, there was an all out frenzy of bird and egg collecting by people other than at the museums and universities. Before stamp and coin collecting became popular pastimes, as one century gave way to another, it seemed that everyone wanted something precious and feathered to hold onto. Paul and I stared in utter disbelief at the seventeen lifeless ivory-bills lying before us. We were speechless, too lost in our own thoughts to soil the moment with mere words.
Author with male ivory-bill specimen.
Paul James, executive director at Ijams Nature Center, with a specimen of a imperial woodpecker.
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Collections Manager James Dean led us down into the basement archives to where seventeen dead ivory-billed woodpeckers were neatly arranged in two groups: nine males and eight females, all lined up like ears of corn in separate wooden trays. Each had a paper label attached to a leg with a handwritten notation of when and where it had been collected, most seemed to date from the late 1800s. Families that were dispersing “grandfather’s” collection donated many of the specimens to the Smithsonian's National Museum of Natural History.
Between the Civil War and the conservation movement of the early 1900s, there was an all out frenzy of bird and egg collecting by people other than at the museums and universities. Before stamp and coin collecting became popular pastimes, as one century gave way to another, it seemed that everyone wanted something precious and feathered to hold onto. Paul and I stared in utter disbelief at the seventeen lifeless ivory-bills lying before us. We were speechless, too lost in our own thoughts to soil the moment with mere words.
Author with male ivory-bill specimen.
Paul James, executive director at Ijams Nature Center, with a specimen of a imperial woodpecker.
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