Friday, April 8, 2016

Sensor

I learned on the internetz that sensor size is important in digital photography because it significantly affects image quality. I’m told if you have two cameras with the same pixel count, but one has a physically larger sensor than the other, the one with the larger sensor will usually produce better quality images. 

I guess I would understand the difference between sensor size and pixel count as something like scope versus detail: a bigger sensor lets you capture more light and therefore expand the horizon; more pixels allows for greater focus, thereby affording you the opportunity for improved clarity.

While this may not accurately reflect the ways cameras work, I nevertheless take it as an apt metaphor for Point83, which I would say is way more about the sensor than the pixels.

Thursday nights out on two wheels afford you the opportunity for opening your eyes really wide and taking it all in, even if, ultimately, in the end, some—if not most—of the details are lost.

I arrived at the waterside fairly late in the proceedings, after a long ride from the top of the lake to the edge of the Sound.  Some cellular wayfaring advice from Joeball, combined with a bit of dead reckoning on my part and then a serendipitous meet-up with a bipedaling (as opposed to simply pedaling) Meg-Ha enabled me to locate the assembled assembled around the teeter-tottering driftwood fire on a new moon night with a spring tide down low revealing thousands of tiny little translucent crabs scuttling out from under rocks and deeper into the sand.

A couple of beers and enough conversation ensued to convince the Angry Hippy that I’d finally begun acting my age as a grumpy curmudgeon, but that was only momentary, when it was time to clean up the mess and head back uphill, cursing a blue streak, to ease the pain of climbing.

I’m leaving out details, of course; my sensors, though, captured it all.

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