Saturday, November 16, 2013

Of Truth of Clouds I

The scenery of the sky is thus formed of an infinitely graduated series of systematic forms of cloud, each of which has its own region in which alone it is formed, and each of which  has  specific  characters  which  can only  be  properly determined  by  comparing  them  as  they  are  found  clearly distinguished by intervals of considerable space. I shall therefore consider the sky as divided into three regions: the upper region, or region of the cirrus; the central region, or region of the stratus; the lower region, or the region of the rain-cloud.

The cirrus cloud:
First, Symmetry. They are nearly always arranged in some definite and evident order, commonly in long ranks reaching sometimes from the zenith to the horizon, each  rank  composed  of  an  infinite  number  of transverse bars of about the same length, each bar thickest in the middle, and terminating in a traceless vaporous point at each side.

Secondly, Sharpness of Edge. The edges of the bars of the upper clouds which are turned to the wind, are often the  sharpest  which  the  sky  shows;  no  outline whatever  of  any  other  kind  of  cloud,  however marked and energetic, ever approaches the delicate decision of these edges.

Thirdly,   Multitude.   The   delicacy   of   these   vapours   is sometimes carried into such an infinity of division, that no other sensation of number that the earth or heaven can give is so impressive. Number is always most felt  when  it  is  symmetrical  (vide  Burke  on  "Sublime"  part  ii.sect. 8), and, therefore, no sea-waves nor fresh leaves make their number so evident  or  so  impressive  as  these  vapours.  Nor  is nature content with an infinity of bars or lines alone; each bar is in  its  turn  severed  into  a  number  of  small  undulatory  masses, more or less connected according to the violence of the wind. When this division is merely affected by undulation, the cloud exactly  resembles  sea-sand  ribbed  by  the  tide;  but  when  the division  amounts  to  real  separation  we  have  the  mottled  or mackerel skies. Commonly, the greater the division of its bars, the broader and more shapeless is the rank or field, so that in the mottled  sky  it  is  lost  altogether,  and  we  have  large  irregular fields of equal size, masses like flocks of sheep; such clouds are three or four thousand feet below the legitimate cirrus.  I have seen them cast a shadow on Mont Blanc at sunset, so that they must descend nearly to within fifteen thousand feet of the earth.

Fourthly, Purity of Colour. The nearest of these clouds, those over the observer's head, being  at least three miles above  him,  and  the  greater  number  of  those  which enter the ordinary sphere of vision, farther from him still, their dark sides are much greyer and cooler than  those  of  other  clouds,  owing  to  their  distance.  They  are composed of the purest aqueous vapour, free from all foulness of earthy gases, and of this in the lightest and most ethereal state in which it can be, to be visible. Farther, they receive the light of the sun in a state of far greater intensity than lower objects, the beams being transmitted to them through atmospheric air far less dense,  and  wholly  unaffected  by  mist,  smoke,  or  any  other impurity. Hence their colours are more pure and vivid, and their white less sullied than those of any other clouds.  

Lastly, Variety. Variety is never so conspicuous, as when it is  united  with  symmetry.  The  perpetual  change  of form  in  other  clouds  is  monotonous  in  its  very dissimilarity, nor is difference striking where no connection is implied; but if through a range of barred clouds crossing half the heaven, all governed by the same forces and falling into one general  form,  there  be  yet  a  marked  and  evident  dissimilarity between  each  member  of  the  great  mass, one  more  finely drawn,  the  next  more  delicately  moulded,  the  next  more gracefully  bent,  each  broken  into  differently  modelled  and variously  numbered  groups, the  variety  is  doubly  striking, because contrasted with the perfect symmetry of which it forms a part. 

JMW Turner: Mercury & Argos
JMW Turner:Napoleon
JMW Turner: The fighting Temeraire

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