Recreating Flat Objects
Recreating Flat Objects In photogrammetry, it's often difficult to recreate a real-world objects that are flat.
While creating a model of something so flat as a piece of paper is at this point, unproven, it is entirely possible to recreate an object that has any sort of depth.
As will be demonstrated, the process is nearly identical to recreating other objects. All that's needed are a few minor tweaks in order to get the Samantha or the "Structure from Motion" stage to align the cameras correctly. In this article, I'll demonstrate how this is done.
THIS PAGE IS CURRENTLY BEING BUILT. ALL TEXT BEYOND HERE WILL NOT BE IN THE FINAL VERSION. THE TEXT IS FROM Leviathan Wakes by James S.A. Corey.
It had taken all eight days trapped in a storage locker for her to get to that point. For the first two she’d remained motionless, sure that the armored men who’d put her there had been serious. For the first hours, the ship she’d been taken aboard wasn’t under thrust, so she floated in the locker, using gentle touches to keep herself from bumping into the walls or the atmosphere suit she shared the space with. When the ship began to move, thrust giving her weight, she’d stood silently until her legs cramped, then sat down slowly into a fetal position. She’d peed in her jumpsuit, not caring about the warm itchy wetness, or the smell, worrying only that she might slip and fall in the wet spot it left on the floor. She couldn’t make noise. They’d shoot her.
On the third day, thirst had forced her into action. The noise of the ship was all around her. The faint subsonic rumble of the reactor and drive. The constant hiss and thud of hydraulics and steel bolts as the pressure doors between decks opened and closed. The clump of heavy boots walking on metal decking. She waited until all the noise she could hear sounded distant, then pulled the environment suit off its hooks and onto the locker floor. Listening for any approaching sound, she slowly disassembled the suit and took out the water supply. It was old and stale; the suit obviously hadn’t been used or serviced in ages. But she hadn’t had a sip in days, and the warm loamy water in the suit’s reservoir bag was the best thing she had ever tasted. She had to work hard not to gulp it down and make herself vomit.
Corey, James S.A.. Leviathan Wakes. Hachette Book Group.