Kingdom: Animalia Phylum: Arthropoda, Class: Crustacea, Genus: Balanus
Barnacles are unlike any other crustacean because they are sessile. They are permanently attached to objects such as docks, boats, rocks, or turtle shells.
Standing on their heads for most of their lives, they feed when under water by sticking their feet out of the shell and eating whatever passes by or gets caught in their appendages (plankton, microscopic plants and animals, their own young).
The larvae swim along the ocean floor until they decide on a place to settle. They glue down their head with a cement stronger than most human produced acids, and secrete a limestone shell from their antennae that forms around their bodies. (Gary H. Dickinson of the Journal of Experimental Biology, 2012). Barnacle Larvae photo(right) (Wim Van Egmond ‘Living on the Edge’ 1999).
Barnacles are found in fossils as far back as 500 million years, although when they die, their shells fall apart so it is hard to find complete fossils. They live all over the worlds shorelines and are usually a bother to sailors because they attach to boat hulls and slow down the movement. However in some places, such as Portugal and Spain, barnacles are considered delicacies. There is a major market in hatcheries and collection. Their major predators are Whelks, who detect them by smell and have a spiral shell and feet designed to drill into the barnacle shell (Paul Hatcher and Nick Batty, 2012).
A major organ that barnacles don’t have that humans do, is the heart. They are hermaphrodites and have the longest phallus out of any animal compared to their body size, usually seven times the length of their body (Henry Jones and McLaughlin, 1986).
Before people realized that birds migrated, it was thought that a species of Geese hatched from barnacles (Michael Allaby, 70-75).
Observation from week 1
I look back at the barnacles.
Yup still there.
They don’t seem to move a lot.
They look like hard, white, folded skin.
A smell of fishy low tide reminds me of my old island home.
Boy, I get distracted a lot.
I hear seagulls and water brushing the shore, cars driving and chatty people.
The ocean is calming to look at and I think about all the violence that goes on below.
I look back at the barnacles,
yup, still there.
Mysterious little shrimps.
I don’t like you very much,
but you seem happy enough.
OBSErVATION FROM WEEK 4
No, I really don’t like you
now that I know all of these disturbing scientific facts.
So I learn about you and you become more real.
At least to me.
I am starting to see you as human, terrible people who eat their babies,
but still human.
I try not to humanize,
but all I can see when I look at you are
those evil grinning mouths.
Observation from week 8
Despite everything I have learned that was so disturbing to my human mind,
I realized that barnacles are true animals with a different kind of mind than humans.
It is not useful to judge them from a human perspective, although there is no way I fully cannot. I need to look at them as fascinating, strange, mysterious creatures and try to put them into a light for other humans to understand.
Your dry and dirty shell,
surrounded by others, motionless on the sunny piling.
The young, a pure white, the old, an algae grey,
but all squeezed tight
bonded like the roots of an old growth.
You pierce the air with stillness
hours before tides rise to settle the hungers.
To be alive is hiding and waiting for food and mating.
To be dead is emptiness: a shell with remnants of your inner forms,
a remembrance of the beast.
“Hello there barnacle.”
Do you understand me?
Do you know that I am here, sitting on my rock watching you sitting on yours?
I see now that my observation is one-sided.
Of course my eyes will humanize,
and your true self will always be a mystery.
But when you finally move,
retracting less than a cm into your shell.
My chest freezes,
I feel I’v seen a secret, proof that you are a life.
I try to sense what you sense, so I pretend to become you, but only how i see you,
the truth is forever unknown.
I am an animal observing another animal,
a beast, who cannot understand the beast I question.
This is a single entity, one human being
attempting to communicate to other human beings,
the inner workings and soul searchings of the alien:
Allaby, Michael. “Animals: Discovering the Earth.” pg. 70-75. Facts on File, 2011. Print.
Dickinson Gary H, Irving E. Vega, Katherine J Wahl, and Daniel Rittschof. “Barnacle cement: a polymerization model based on evolutionary concepts. ” The Journal of Experimental Biology. Accepted 16 July 2009. Web Article. 30 April, 2012.
Egmond Van Wim. Barnacles Living on The Edge. Micscape Magazine. UK. 1999. <www.microscopy-uk.org>
Hatcher Paul and Batty Nick. Biological Diversity Exploiters and Exploited. First Edition. Sussex UK: John Wiley and Sons, 2011. EBLIB. Web. 30 April 2012.
Jones, Henry and McLaughlin. Barnacle Diagram. Digital Image. The National System for the Prevention and Management of Marine Pest Incursions. 1986.
Martello Stephane. Trendhunter Fashion Barnacle Knitwear. Martello’s Marine-Inspired sculptural collection. 30 March 2011.
Stott, Rebecca. “Darwin and the Barnacle.” Great Britain: Faber + Faber Limited, 2003. Print.
Zazzle. Product by “Ilovemyshirt”. March 09 2011.