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SO THERE’S THIS GUY, WHO SHALL REMAIN NAMELESS, ON THE interweb, I will call him “Mr. Unhappy”, who has returned from a long trip and has been waxing poetic, so to write, about his experiences with a particular camera; a camera brand that I have used––in one iteration or another––for the past 23 years. Long gear-head blather made short, he pretty much liked the camera and the files it produced although …. it come ups short in one gear-headed, pixel-peeper fetish aspect––it did not have “enough” resolution.
Please forgive me, but I have to call bullshit on this one. I have never, during my 23 years of picture making, had any kind of lack of resolution issue with said cameras / sensors. In fact, during that time, when processing my RAW files, I reduce the sharpness setting along with a reduction in both vibrance and saturation in order to mitigate the “digital look”––a look that has, to my eye and sensitivities, a rather harsh and somewhat garish appearance. Call it, if you must, an attempt to give my prints a more “film-like” look––that is, a softer / smoother, transition between colors and tones.
Simply stated, to my eye and sensibilities, and, iMo, a softer / smoother image is much more “poetic” than those more “analytical” hyper-sharp / super vibrant, color saturated images. Cuz, as Sleepy LaBeef sang, “It ain’t what ya eat, it’s the way how ya chew it.”
So, if asked by Mr. Unhappy, re: his complaint, I would again turn to a musician ….
Unhappy, unhappy, you have no complaint
It is what is and it ain't what it ain't
So listen up Buster, and listen up good
Stop wishing for bad luck and knocking on wood*
~ from the song Dear Abby by John Prine
ASIDE word of advice from me: Resolution does not a good picture make.
*a declaration concerning one's unfavorable situation