Those theorists have now become part of the hobbies fairey tales and are held up as gospel. Really happy you are both proving them wrond
When you get the spreadsheet sorted I'd like to have a look at it
My DSB will be 6-7" deep so will need to grade substrate, found out today that MTS only graze the top 2" of the substrate and marine DSB's have a 50% sand change every year
The rest odf the post's I'll go over tomorrow as it's hard to type on this netbook
I'll certainly share my spreadsheet. I'll make it editable in "Excel" (no, not the liquid carbon supplement!) so anyone else can make a correction, addition, or revision. This'll take a while since I'm teaching myself how to use "Numbers," my spreadsheet application (an Apple application that's compatible with "Excel") as I go.
Ah, those good ol' theorizers and they're supporters, the ones who repeat and distort the original unvalidated theory. Have you read/heard about how malayan trumpet snails will turn over the sand and break up and prevent pockets of anaerobic decay? I love that one. I guess we're supposed to think the snails just hold their breath while the traverse the low and no oxygen zones at their agonizing "snail's pace" as they mix up the hazardous pockets.
I've never seen an mts go deeper than about one inch, but they do it to get down to the really juicy, predigested mulm and bacteria that accumulates
in the sand so if they're finding it a 7/8 inches down, the wouldn't likely go deeper. Nope, they don't solve the "problem" of anaerobic sand. They probably just reassure their misinformed fishkeepers enough that she or he leaves the sand alone, as it should be left.
Anoxia: What a lovely sculpture! I love the lines of movement and the contrasting shape/motions of the tail, back, and neck with the more angular limbs. I actually haven't practiced my art for a long time now but I actually am/was a sculptor too! I used clay, usually high-fired, to build sculptures and the occasional sculptural but functional piece like sushi trays. I just love big, thick, blocky slabs and cubes!
I think of aquarium keeping as an art, just as bonsai or landscaping for examples are. To me, the beauty of an aquarium lies in the richness and complexity of the biological system within and the art lies in our participation in the process - the aquarium is an ongoing process, you see - of the aquarium's being through simple tools. In a way, approached from the right direction with a certain state of mind, it shares a bit in common with Japanese tea ceremony: When one begins their session of aquarium keeping or contemplation, one enters another emotional state and to truly participate with rather than simply manipulate and control the aquarium one must become present and open to their senses, the practice of their technique, and the needs of the miniature ecosystem. It can be a form of meditation and if you feel the wonder and love of the life nurture through this practice, a spiritual act.
I look at my aquarium, at the plants, fish, and invertebrates with my eyes. I look INTO the aquarium & residents thereof with test kits, a thermometer, my understanding of the various processes at work, and correlating my visual observations. I enjoy just seeing the aquarium and its merry residents but I love the beauty of glorious, complex life as it is embodied in that little biological system and I feel somehow nurtured by the very act of nurturing these delightful, little communities.
A hypothethesis which I strongly believe to be true: In human evolution, there was a turning point, no doubt, when our ancient ancestors began to affiliate with wild dogs. People who affiliated with dogs benefitted from their protection and assistance at home and while hunting while the dogs benefitted from our much better skills at planning and organizing, using tools, and tendency to love little puppies and take good care of them - and dogs tend to do the same for their "master's" little kids. I'm sure that our advanced primate-skills of identifying with and understanding the inner state of others is what allowed us to dig what dogs were doing and feeling so that we could co-operate. More successful dog-affiliates were better communicator/empathizers and passed their genes down as did dogs which were better able to identify human emotional expression and communication - we domesticated dogs but dogs domesticated humans! Human social interaction and language was synergistically boosted to the next magnitude of complexity as was our capacity for reason. AND, people who liked other critters benefitted from their affiliation and the trend toward identifying with and the impulse to nurture them evolved and grew stronger and more subtle.
This was the start of the human trait of identifying with, coming to know, and coming to participate consciously and with purpose in the living systems around us. We also use these skills to interact, bond, and nurture one another with human social/familial systems. So, we are instinctively oriented toward identifying with, participating with, and nurturing life in general just as we are oriented that way to other people. Nurturing and feeling love are things must healthy people experience in caring for babies. OR puppies. OR just about any living thing we become attached to. Even a dopey little fish which takes headers over the side of its tank down to the carpet.
The arts involve the deeper levels of human emotion, awareness, cognition, and at least a touch of spirituality. When those things aren't involved, a thing or activity no matter how pleasing and stimulating is a craft. Nothing wrong with craft at all, though. Just, well, art needs to be recognized as SOMETHING special. Maybe we need a new adjective or noun or verb to go with it.
The practice of aquarium or fish keeping can be a hobby, a pastime, a craft, a way of having a conversation piece of just a bit of kinetic "art"(a different use of the word "art" is just to label a decorative object, as we all know). Or, it can be an enriching activity raised to an art and/or a spiritual practice, with its roots in some of the most fundamental instincts and emotions which make us human. It can enrich the aquarium-artist and it can enrich the aquarium admirer/contemplator.
I say let's throw away ALL the epoxy-coated, unnaturally colored gravel, decorative air-bubblers, stop breeding those awful deformed fish call "ballon," like ballon mollies, balloon blue rams, etc. and let's get those people with those really big, spartan, show-off tanks - like 200 gallons and stocked with a huge arrowana, freshwater stingrays, huge oscars, maybe a piranha, and some other big flashy aggressive fish (the kind of fish which a real man's man keeps)(no offense, men. I exaggerate to make a point and it's easier to paint the picture of a stereotype and knock it down than to be realistic sometimes [just listen to politicians on the campaign trail as they topple straw man after straw man]) to donate them to public aquariums or simply to cook and eat the fish. Poor things, swimming around in a completely unstimulating environment, over crowded, and stressed out constantly. Check out youTube and you can find video footage of such travesties proudly displayed by folks I feel very sorry for, with their missing out on the more subtle and healthy parts of life as they are drawn to flash and smoke, stimulating but beyond that not very interesting practices, and complete lack of aesthetic sense. Crowding together a bunch of large, predatory fish driven by an appreciation of power, viciousness, sleekness, size, and being exotic in an ugly little rectangular body of water with glass walls is the opposite of art, spirit, beauty, nurturing, and all the deep and warm emotions.
Once I was talking with a very spiritual fellow. I turned to dark, ironic, dismal humor and he stopped speaking with me without a word and went back to his work the clay studio we shared (with like 25 other people). The next day I tried to apologize and he said he hadn't been offended. He turned away because, he said, everything which comes into us through our senses and into our minds in some way alters our minds and brains just as everything we eat alters our bodies in some small way. Like nutritious food nudges our body in the direction of good health when we eat it and junk food the opposite. You see, our experiences cause emotional reactions in the brain and the brain is always rewiring itself and alters the balance of neurotransmitters in response the these stimuli. Also, we remember, which means an impression of the experience is held now in the brain, and it can feed back on itself and reinforce behaviors or diseased states of being. If the brain didn't change, we wouldn't be able to really remember.
So, this guy asks me would I prefer to sit down to a well balanced meal or I prefer to sit down to a plate of dogsh?*t! Well, not to make a rude comparison like my very spiritual friend did me, I'll say I'd rather sit down in front of a fascinating and varied living system with plants and substrate, and healthy relaxed and not over crowed fish which are themselves varied such that they're a just a few of the "cool" fish in a barebones aquarium but they have the "cool" factor by being predators and there. I don't know. To each their own, and to each the consequences of getting there own, ad infinitum down the generations. I don't know much but I am sure that many people are locked in spiritual states where the aesthetic and the spiritual are carried away by flash and heat and they really miss out on some important things. I'm grateful, for one, to benefit from the slow pace of the freshwater DSB aquarium and the life within, which allows me time to grow seriously more in tune with the aquariums I keep aesthetically, emotionally, and spiritually. I am so against just landscaping and planting a tank all at once; we should introduce plants and then proliferate them slowly to fill in the tank as the bed grows more fertile
I've been up since 2:20 AM and now it's 5:30 AM and suddenly I'm so tired I'm having dizzy spells. So I'll conclude this without a conclusion. Think of this entry as being an ode to the art and nature of the aquarium.
I can't help it, this has been another crazy rant. Spirituality, evolution, aesthetics, biology, communications - what am I missing now? I keep falling asleep while typing, mid-sentence! I'm going to bed.