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Sustainable Material
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University of Louisville, Louisville, KY, United States
Savas Sonmezoglu
Karamanoglu Mehmetbey University, Karaman, Turkey
Velumani Subramaniam
Department of Electrical Engineering (SEES),
Centro de Investigación y de Estudios Avanzados del IPN
(CINVESTAV-IPN), Mexico City, Mexico
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List of contributors xv
Preface xix
Section I
Trends in materials development for
solar energy applications
1. Bismuth-based nanomaterials for energy applications 3
Nichole C. Cates, Jessica C. Ramirez de la Torre, Sergio Aina,
M. Pilar Lobera and Marı́a Bernechea
1.1 Introduction 3
1.2 Photovoltaics 4
1.2.1 Solar Cell Operation 4
1.2.2 Nanoengineering 6
1.2.3 Bismuth-Based Nanomaterials 7
1.2.4 Summary 9
1.3 Thermoelectric devices 9
1.3.1 Thermoelectric Devices Operation 9
1.3.2 Nanoengineering 11
1.3.3 Bi-Based Nanomaterials 12
1.3.4 Summary 16
1.4 Batteries & Supercapacitors 16
1.4.1 Battery Operation 16
1.4.2 Supercapacitor Operation 17
1.4.3 Bismuth-Based Electrodes 17
1.4.4 Nanoengineering 18
1.4.5 Coating or Mixing with Conductive Materials 20
1.4.6 Bismuth Perovskite Supercapacitors 21
1.4.7 Summary 21
1.5 Solar-hydrogen production 22
1.5.1 Fundamentals of photocatalysis for hydrogen production 22
1.5.2 Nanoengineering 24
1.5.3 Bi-based nanomaterials 24
1.5.4 Summary 29
1.6 Conclusions 29
Acknowledgements 30
References 30
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Section II
Sustainable materials for photovoltaics
5. Introduction to photovoltaics and alternative
materials for silicon in photovoltaic energy conversion 131
Ganesh Regmi and Velumani Subramaniam
5.1 Introduction 131
5.2 Current status of photovoltaics 133
5.3 Fundamental properties of photovoltaics semiconductors 136
5.3.1 Crystal structure of semiconductors 136
5.3.2 Energy band structure 137
5.3.3 Density of energy states 139
5.3.4 Drift-motion due to the electric field 142
5.3.5 Diffusion-due to a concentration gradient 143
5.3.6 Absorption coefficient 144
5.4 Physics of solar cell 145
5.4.1 Homojunction and heterojunction structure 146
5.4.2 p-n junction under illumination 147
5.4.3 I-V equations of solar cell 149
5.5 Categories of the photovoltaic market 151
5.6 Commercialization of Si solar cells 152
5.7 Status of alternative photovoltaics materials 153
5.8 Thin film technology 154
5.9 Material selection in thin film technology 157
5.10 Thin film deposition techniques 158
5.10.1 Physical deposition 158
5.10.2 Chemical deposition 160
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Section III
Sustainable materials for photocatalysis
and water splitting
10. Photocatalysis using bismuth-based
heterostructured nanomaterials for visible light
harvesting 289
Araceli Romero-Nuñez, K.T. Drisya, Juan Carlos Durán-Álvarez,
Myriam Solı́s-López and Velumani Subramaniam
10.1 Introduction 289
10.2 Fundamentals of heterogeneous photocatalysis 291
10.2.1 Heterogeneous photocatalysis applied to
environmental engineering processes 294
10.2.2 Factors affecting the photocatalytic process 295
10.2.3 Insights of physicochemical characterization of
nanophotocatalysts 297
10.3 Bismuth-based heterostructures for photocatalytic
applications 299
10.3.1 Semiconductor-semiconductor heterostructures
using bismuth-based materials 301
10.3.2 General strategies for synthesis of bismuth-based
semiconductors 303
10.3.3 Applications of bismuth-based heterostructures 309
10.4 Conclusions 320
Acknowledgments 321
References 321
Section IV
Sustainable materials for thermal energy systems
13. Solar selective coatings and materials for
high-temperature solar thermal applications 383
Ramón Escobar Galindo, Matthias Krause, K. Niranjan and
Harish Barshilia
13.1 Introduction 383
13.1.1 Concentrated solar power: facts 383
13.1.2 Concentrated solar power: basics 388
13.2 CSP efficiency considerations: the concept of solar selectivity 392
13.3 State-of-the-art review of solar absorber surfaces and
materials for high-temperature applications ( . 565 C in air) 395
13.3.1 Absorber paints 395
13.3.2 Solar selective coatings 397
13.3.3 Volumetric receivers 402
13.4 Current trends and issues 405
13.4.1 Durability studies of solar absorbers 405
13.4.2 Lack of standardized characterization protocols 407
13.5 Roadmap for concentrated solar power absorbing
surfaces and materials 409
13.5.1 Alternative concentrated solar power absorbing
surfaces: selectively solar-transmitting coatings 409
13.5.2 Industrialization of high-temperature solar selective
coatings 413
Acknowledgments 417
References 418
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Section V
Sustainable carbon-based and biomaterials for
solar energy applications
16. Carbon nanodot integrated solar energy devices 497
Melis Özge Alaş and Rükan Genç
16.1 Introduction 497
16.2 Carbon nanodot integrated solar energy devices 500
16.2.1 Dye-sensitized solar cells 500
16.2.2 Quantum dot solar cells 509
16.2.3 Organic solar cells 511
16.2.4 Polymer solar cells 515
16.2.5 Perovskite solar cells 519
16.3 Summary and future aspects 524
Acknowledgments 529
References 529
Index 633
List of contributors
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xvi List of contributors
"You mean you will forgive me? You will, won't you? I truly didn't
mean to get wet and dirty."
How many kisses do you suppose he had then? As for Mrs. Sullivan,
she hasn't found enough yet to do for Rollo, though she keeps doing
nice little things all the time.
NOBLE AND TRICKSY.
TWO dogs they were, and I am about to tell you a true story
concerning them. Tricksy belonged to little Robbie Parker, and was
one of the nicest dogs I ever knew. Robbie thought so; he came to
his mother almost every night with a fresh story of the fellow's
goodness.
"It is a pity he has such a dishonorable name," the mother said. "I
don't like tricky people."
"O, mamma!" would Robbie say. "He is only a dog; but then I know
he wouldn't do any thing mean."
What Nelson saw in the little wretch to please him, it would be hard
to say; and of all things, he was named Noble!
If the names could have been turned about, and "Tricksy" given to
him, I think it would have suited every one but Nelson.
He was a queer fellow, and certainly he had many tricks. Brave old
Tricksy took kindly to him, and used to frolic with him in a dignified
way, and whether it was that being with the little scamp so much he
learned some of his ways or not, I do not know, but certain it is that
the funny thing I am going to tell you, actually happened.
There was nothing that the little scamp named "Noble" liked better
than to have a race with old Tricksy around the great trees on the
lawn. Yes, perhaps there was one thing that he liked almost as well,
and that was, to curl himself on a certain cushion that before he
came, had been the large dog's special property.
Down jumped the little dog in a perfect flutter of delight, and wagged
his tail, and barked his short, sharp barks that said "Oh, good, good!"
and ran to the door.
What did our grave old dog do but turn around very quickly, spring to
the bench behind the stove, curl himself on the cushion, and go to
sleep, leaving the disappointed younger one to bear the loss of his
frolic and his cushion, as best he might!
"He has earned his name!" somebody said, laughing. "O, Tricksy,
Tricksy! We can never say you ought to be called 'Noble' any more."
But what do you think Robbie did? Instead of being delighted with
the sharpness of his dear old dog, he burst into tears.
"Of course it was wicked!" Nelson declared in his most teasing tone.
"My good little Noble wouldn't think of doing such a cheating thing."
NOBLE.
Whether mamma wanted to comfort Robbie or whether she thought
Nelson needed the lesson; or whether it was a little of both reasons
that made her speak just then, I will not stop to tell you, but what she
said was:
"He may have been led astray by bad example. I wonder if it can be
possible that he saw a boy take his slate and book under his arm
yesterday and walk towards the stairs as if he were going to the
library to study, then dodge out at the side door, hide his books
under a rose-bush, and run off to play marbles with the boys?"
Not a word said Nelson; his cheeks grew red, and he looked down
and fumbled with his watch-chain. Do you think his mother could
have meant him?
GIESSBACH.
THE two girls squealed with delight over the picture. "Just see! three
falls, one on top of the other!" declared Fannie. "Oh dear me! How I
should like to see them! You can't tell any thing by looking at a
picture."
"Humph!" said Tom. "Neither did I expect to; I could have imagined
myself in the moon as well as in Colorado, three weeks before I
went; yet I went, and so may you. People can't ever tell what may
happen to them. You just remember that when you do go, there is
one place to see; the falls of Cheyenne Cañon. People who have
seen both, say that there is nothing grander in Switzerland than they
get up in that cañon."
"Tom, what did you think of when you stood looking up at the
wonderful foamy water coming down from so high a place?"
"'I've been thinking how easy it must be for God to make wonderful
things! Here he has made all this white water and tumbled it down
from away up in heaven—that is the way it looks—just for the sake
of giving these old still rocks something bright to play with.'"
RUFUS lay at full length on the sofa, and puffed a cigar, back parlor
though it was; when Mr. Parker reminded him of it, he said there
were no ladies present, and puffed away. Between the puffs he
talked:
The two young sisters of Rufus, Kate and Nannie, stood on the
piazza and laughed.
"O Rufus!" said Kate. "You won't take a prize in college for logic, I'm
sure."
"What do you mean, little monkey? And 'what do you know about
logic?"
"More than you do I should think. Just imagine the country not being
able to afford two millions and a half for missions, when just a few
years ago it paid over four millions for Havana cigars. Have you
thought of that, Rufus?"
"Where did you two grow so wise? Where did you get all those
absurd items?"
"We got them at the Mission Band; Kate is secretary, and I'm
treasurer, and these figures were all in the dialogue that Dr.
Stephens wrote for us to recite. If you choose to call what he says
absurd, I suppose you can; but he is a graduate from a college, and
a theological seminary, beside. I mean to tell him that you think two
millions and a half for foreign missions, will ruin the country; I want to
hear him laugh." And then the two girls laughed merrily.
"You needn't tell him anything about it," said Rufus sharply. After the
girls ran away, he added thoughtfully:
"How fast girls grow up! I thought those two were children; and here
they are with the Mission Bands, and their large words about
'secretaries and treasurers.'"
Large quantities of Swiss lace and Swiss carving find its way to the
United States in the trunks of American travellers; and I have no
doubt that when you visit Europe you will bring away a quantity of
the work of these same Interlaken lace-makers and carvers.
However you may set your face against the folly, you will be sure to
find some things which you must have.
INTERLAKEN.
"C-H-E-S-T-E-R!" It was his mother's voice, and it rang out from her
room in the second story. "Only half an hour until school-time."
"Yes'm," shouted Chester. "I'll be there." But he bent over the tub and
rubbed Sport so fiercely that he howled.
"Keep still, sir," said Chester. "A dog who can't stand being washed
shouldn't have white feet and a white nose; I'm not going to have you
trotting around looking so horrid dirty as you have for a week. Look
here, sir; don't you try to bite me. If you do, you'll get a whipping. I'm
in a hurry."
"My son, you shouldn't have begun with the dogs this morning; you
knew it was late. Let Sport go at once, and leave Beauty until to-
night."
THE CAUSE OF A POOR ARITHMETIC LESSON.
"Can't help it, my boy. You will be late to school, and have a poor
lesson."
Out went Sport to the piece of carpet with which he was rubbed; glad
was he to get out of that horrible tub at any cost. But in went Beauty,
and the soaping, and howling, and splashing, and scolding went on
again. Chester worked fast, no doubt—although I suppose Beauty
did not think so—but before his work was half done, the window of
his mother's room went up with a click that meant business.
"Chester, put that dog on the ground and come here immediately."
Which Chester immediately did, shaking the soapy drops from him
as he went.
I suppose you are not surprised to hear that half an hour afterwards,
in the arithmetic class, he said that seven times eight was ninety-
four, and insisted that such was the case, even after half the girls in
the class were laughing over it. This is about a specimen of the way
in which he knew his entire lesson. Of course he sat gloomily in his
seat during recess, with his arithmetic upside down.
"Chester," his teacher asked, "how is it that you failed on your lesson
this morning?"
"Is that so?" said Mr. Pierson. He thought a great deal of Chester,
who, to tell you the truth, generally had his lesson. His mother often
had trouble about it, but the teacher rarely had. "I think I'll have to
excuse you," his teacher said kindly, "if you really had not the time to
learn it. You may make it up to-morrow."
A very happy boy he was all the evening. He went to bed happy. He
knelt down in his white night-suit and said "Our Father," and then
hopped into bed with a whistle, and the next minute was asleep.
Poor Chester! Why? Oh, to be a boy who disobeyed his mother, and
told two falsehoods, and yet to think so little of it all that he could go
to bed whistling, without even having asked to be forgiven, is to be a
boy who needs pity.
Two falsehoods? Yes, indeed! Didn't he say to his mother, "I'm
coming right away," and go on with his work that she had directed
him to leave? Didn't he tell the teacher he "hadn't time," when the
truth would have been that he chose to take the time which belonged
to the arithmetic for something else?
White and clean! Oh, yes, that is what the dogs were; clean as to
their consciences for that matter, if they had any; for I believe they
acted as well as they knew how all that day. But how was it with
Chester's heart?
"BOY WANTED."
"What sort of a boy does he want, anyway?" one and another would
ask. And then they would say to each other, that they supposed he
was looking for a perfect boy, and in their opinion, he would look a
good while before he found one. Not that there were not plenty of
boys—as many as a dozen used sometimes to appear in the course
of a morning, trying for the situation. Mr. Peters was said to be rich
and boys were very anxious to try to suit him. "All he wants is a
fellow to run of errands; it must be easy work and sure pay." This
was the way they talked to each other. But Mr. Peters wanted more
than a boy to run of errands. John Simmons found that out, and this
was the way he did it. He had been engaged that very morning, and
had been kept busy all the forenoon, at pleasant enough work, and
although he was a lazy fellow, he rather enjoyed the place.
It was towards the middle of the afternoon that he was sent up to the
attic, a dark, dingy place, inhabited by mice and cobwebs.
"You will find a long deep box there," said Mr. Peters, "that I want to
have put in order. It stands right in the middle of the room, you can't
miss it."
John looked doleful. "A long deep box, I should think it was!" he told
himself, as the attic door closed after him. "It would weigh most a
ton, I guess; and what is there in it? Nothing in the world but old
nails, and screws, and pieces of iron, and broken keys and things;
rubbish, the whole of it! Nothing worth touching, and it is as dark as a
pocket up here, and cold, besides; how the wind blows in through
those knotholes! There's a mouse! If there is any thing that I hate, it's
mice! I'll tell you what it is, if old Peters thinks I'm going to stay up
here and tumble over his rusty nails, he's much mistaken. I wasn't
hired for that kind of work."
Whereupon John bounced down the attic stairs, three at a time, and
was found lounging in the show window, half an hour afterwards,
when Mr. Peters appeared.
"Have you put that box in order already?" was the gentleman's
question.
"I didn't find any thing to put in order; there was nothing in it but nails
and things."
"Exactly; it was the 'nails and things' that I wanted put in order; did
you do it?"
"No, sir, it was dark up there, and cold; and I didn't see any thing
worth doing; besides, I thought I was hired to run of errands."
"Oh," said Mr. Peters, "I thought you were hired to do as you were
told." But he smiled pleasantly enough, and at once gave John an
errand to do down town, and the boy went off chuckling, declaring to
himself that he knew how to manage the old fellow; all it needed was
a little standing up for your rights.
Precisely at six o'clock John was called and paid the sum promised
him for a day's work, and then, to his dismay, he was told that his
services would not be needed any more. He asked no questions;
indeed he had time for none, as Mr. Peters immediately closed the
door.
The next morning the old sign "Boy Wanted" appeared in its usual
place.