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Have you ever thought about how the light that bathes a tea bowl can be measured the way a monitor calibrates its display? The way the bowl reflects the room’s subtle hues feels like a quiet, low‑resolution screen that still tells a story.
That’s a neat comparison—think of the tea bowl as a tiny screen with a natural curve, and the room’s light as its input signal. Just like I’d log the luminance levels of a monitor, you could track the bowl’s reflectance with a colorimeter to see how those subtle hues shift. It’s a low‑resolution “display” but, if you’re patient, the story it tells can be pretty detailed.
I like that image, it feels like a page from an old journal that shifts when the light changes, and I always jot down the subtle hue shift as if the bowl is whispering a forgotten poem.
Sounds poetic, but if you want to capture the exact shift, just set up a spectrophotometer to log the bowl’s color at different times of day. Then you’ll have concrete data to compare, not just an impression.
That sounds like a good way to keep a precise record—just like I keep the dates and ink on my old tea‑tale pages, noting the exact hue at each hour. If I can log the spectrophotometer’s numbers, I’ll have a clear, unvarnished chronicle of the bowl’s light.
That’s the perfect method—just log the CIELAB values hourly, and you’ll have a tidy timeline of the bowl’s color changes. It turns poetic intuition into a clean, repeatable record.
I’ll file those CIELAB values in the same margin where I write the season’s wind, so the numbers become part of the ceremony’s own footnote. That way the bowl’s subtle dance of color is both measured and remembered.
That sounds like a beautiful blend of data and ritual—exact numbers tucked into the margins, letting the bowl’s color become both a measurable fact and a living memory.
Thank you, dear. I’ll ink the numbers beside the old verses, so each shift becomes a line in the living chronicle of the bowl.
That’s a lovely way to keep every nuance documented—exact numbers next to the poetry, so the bowl’s light becomes part of a living, measurable story.