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We watched as a tiny image formed, transmuted across the void of space and into this room. It was black and white, an indistinguishable gesture of light in a blur of dark pixels. The engineers cheered and held one another as they gazed upon this small, inauspicious sight. One man sobbed at his desk. Then another image came down the line, this time more resolved. We began to see the grain of the dust, the pebbles, the outline of the rover itself, 352 million miles away, struck against the Martian soil.
And so, as with so many missions before it, the narrative of our rover’s discovery began with an acknowledgement of its own shadow.
More: On Curiosity and its Shadows. 

We watched as a tiny image formed, transmuted across the void of space and into this room. It was black and white, an indistinguishable gesture of light in a blur of dark pixels. The engineers cheered and held one another as they gazed upon this small, inauspicious sight. One man sobbed at his desk. Then another image came down the line, this time more resolved. We began to see the grain of the dust, the pebbles, the outline of the rover itself, 352 million miles away, struck against the Martian soil.

And so, as with so many missions before it, the narrative of our rover’s discovery began with an acknowledgement of its own shadow.


More: On Curiosity and its Shadows. 

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