#Square LCD Screen

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[yoda-smart]

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[yesterdays-xkcd]

Viruses so far have been really disappointing on the 'disable the internet' front, and time is running out. When Linux/Mac win in a decade or so the game will be over.

Network [Explained]

Transcript Under the Cut

[Megan looking at a large screen with many green and red squares. The squares have writing in them and lines connecting them.]

[Side view. The screen is a huge LCD connected to a wireless router.] Cueball: Pretty, isn't it? Megan: What is it?

Cueball: I've got a bunch of virtual Windows machines networked together, hooked up to an incoming pipe from the net. They execute email attachments, share files, and have no security patches. Cueball: Between them they have practically every virus.

Cueball: There are mail trojans, warhol worms, and all sorts of exotic polymorphics. A monitoring system adds and wipes machines at random. The display shows the viruses as they move through the network. Growing and struggling.

[Cueball walks past the girl and touches the monitor.] Megan: You know, normal people just have aquariums. Cueball: Good morning, Blaster. Are you and W32.Welchia getting along? Cueball: Who's a good virus? You are! Yes, you are!

[calware]

random things i like seeing as elements in art for no apparent reason

traffic cones

space suits

cubes

old computers, old machine interfaces, wires, lcd screens,

warning/danger signs

vegetables + citrus fruits

square tile

[lightblueminecraftorchid]

Any fun computer facts for this Friday afternoon?

Yes!!!!!!!

ClearType, introduced for Windows XP, was made for LCD screens. I love it and think it’s very neat.

These screens have pixels, which each can display one color at a time, right? Little square. But each square, in order to display any color, has three subsections: red, blue, n green! So each pixel can be subdivided into three smaller pixels.

So, at small font points, some letters were not super legible, bc the constrains of pixels at that size made them look clunky or too similar to other letters. ClearType helped clarify the shape of these letters by only using portions of each pixel, instead of using the whole pixel. This made the font look limned in colors, instead of flat black type, but made smoother and clearer shapes!

[captaindibbzy]

Individualist mind set is a fucking plague on the environment. I swear to fuck.

If I buy a new item of clothing I don't really need it has less environmental impact than the tens of thousands of items that go from manufacture to landfill because being without as a corporation is a worse sin than over producing and writing it off as a tax loss. The clothing I buy doesn't last a season cause it's made cheep, disposable, and not made for it. There's, like, 3 shops in the entire city centre that carries clothes in my size. What fucking choice is that?

If I let some food go bad in my fridge cause I forget about it it's not got SHIT on places like fast food places not even letting their staff eat left over food, it all has to be tallied to see what is wasted and then disposed of in the bin.

If I leave a light on in a room while I go to pee it's got fuck all on all those skyscrapers in every city across the world being illuminated all night while they are completely empty. It's got shit on Times Square and Piccadilly Circus advertising in vibrant LCD screens all day every day.

What the FUCK does my TV on standby have to the fucking huge mega servers used exclusively for trading bitcoin and NFT's back and forth for theoretical money?

I light a barbecue with friends or family. The government debates opening a new coal mine in my country for the economic benefits it will bring. It will bring jobs! The kind of jobs that can disable you, shorten your life expectancy, make someone else rich, and set a country on fire with climate change. I should really consider that charcoal on the barbecue and the co2 I'm putting out, shouldn't I? Maybe I should plant a fucking tree.

Like yes, there are things we can do as individuals, but they don't work because an individual has done it. It works because 15,000 individuals have done it. It's not individual action. It's collective. Embrace your inner fucking ant and lift with your fucking knees bro.

[intercal]

post to collect my thoughts on small computing constraints

I have 4kb of RAM available. I want to have 1kb of it available for the running game (stack, static allocation, etc), and the other 3kb for video memory.

The LCD screen that we're painting to has its own controller so we don't have to keep track of the current frame - just what we intend to send to it next.

I have 240x240 pixels to draw to, which is 57600 pixels - even if we're using 1 bit per pixel (monochrome), that's 8 pixels per bit, or 7200 bytes, way over our RAM limit.

Instead, we will change the screen via a list of changes we intend to make (delta), rather than rendering what the whole screen should be in memory at any given time (double buffering).

We need to keep track of each position that changes - X position, Y position, and the new color it should be set to (R, G, B) - that's 5 bytes per pixel. Given 3072 bytes of memory, we can change 614 pixels per tick, or about 1% of the screen.

Instead, let's use a color palette. Since arcblip is pretty simple, it only needs 4 colors maximum (black, white, red, ???). So we can use 2 bits per color, instead of 24. So, for a pixel, we need 16 (position) + 2 (color) = 18 bits for a single pixel.

18 bits is awkward. Let's update 8 locations (2 bits * 8 bits/byte) = 16 bits for colors. So each delta covers 8 pixels, starting at location X, Y

With 16 bits of color data alongside 16 bits of the position, we're getting about 32 bits, or 4 bytes for 8 pixels, or 1 byte for 2 pixels. With 3072 bytes, that's 1536 bytes that we can manipulate per frame. That's uhhh... 2.6% of the frame.

Wait! Since we're only using the X axis, we only ever set the X value to a multiple of 8. So we can shave off 3 bits for the position, so we're down to 29 bits...

I'm too drunk for this

someone do the work for me to show that some square of X by X dimensions is optimal citing some insane assembly on the NES is why this works and how it's trivial

[applesontheground]

holy grail 🍎

ta-da, here is the sequel to my doc halloran drabble from awhile back. i had meant to share it all as one big piece, but timing cut my inspiration short with the first installment. hope you guys enjoy, and let's hope this kickstarts a wave of new inspiration and more posting.

SFW | Word Count: 1,513 | Doc Halloran x GN Reader contains mentor/mentee relationship, weird tension at the stakeout, mild reader injury, leslie vernon guest star appearance 🎼: x ⬅ continued from white whale

“How did you find him?”

You were lost on how to answer because you didn’t even know how it had been managed. Still, you hummed, “I just went to the place where the story was. Again, I’m after the photos, not the guy. My information is all hearsay.”

He didn’t seem interested in that in the face of a stakeout; more so he just wanted to kill the silence, give himself a foot in the door to talk about why he found the guy. “He goes by many names. You know him as…” He trailed off, and before he could give you a cue with another look you finished, “Leslie Vernon.”

“Vernon, that’s right. That fits him perfectly.” He noted, giving another cautious glance out the windshield. Nothing needed to be added, so you merely followed his gaze. You didn’t necessarily feel unsafe being in a car with this man, but you wished there could be a few more open-air meetings before doing it. The square-shaped cabin was putting you practically right beside him, merely following where his eyes went with your own, trying to be unseen in a small space where there were only two people to be observed. At least, so far; he was anticipating this enigma you only knew as Vernon to practically jump out of nowhere, something out of a horror novel, and despite his fanfare you were waning in belief.

“What do you go to school for?” he then asked, pulling you from the window. You replied with the same short breath, “Media studies.” You pointed with a turn of your head to the tripod in the backseat, “Videography in specific, if you couldn’t tell.” He nodded briskly and commented, “You have an eye for good areas to get your footage, that much is true.”

After a halfhearted falter at the comment, you then scrambled for the camera sitting in the back seat. “Seriously, if you want the shots, I got some of him emptying some sort of trap…” He almost jumped as you lunged for the camera sitting with the rest of the equipment in the back seat, a luxury he had offered up when he invited you. You speculated aloud, powering on the device and flipping through the camera roll, ignoring the tense crick in his jaw, “I thought it was just for some animals, but it’s…that’s a human hand, isn’t it?”

He leaned over, coat brushing up against your shoulder and neck craned so you were nearly grazing a scratchy cheekbone as you pointed at the tiny LCD screen. He bit back a cringe, adjusting slightly in his seat to stare for a moment longer. Suddenly, he sat back again, and gave only a half impressed sigh.

“I’m not after footage, I need the man.”

You furrowed your brow, too confused by intention to reply. It made the box you were in stuffier, so you opted to stare out the window again and bar the collapsed tripod on your lap. This was dawning on you to be the opposite of what you were set out to find, and you didn’t care if you were technically being a help to him despite that.

You wouldn’t go near the guy if you saw him, apparition or flesh and bone person.

A speeding car down another street caught his attention, pulling his rigid eyes elsewhere, and you kept your own ahead. It wasn’t a night for people to be out, rather brisk in the air with your own breath fogging the windows as you turned to look out the side of the cabin. With your backs nearly touching, you then found yourself face to face with a figure in the tree line beside the road, hollow eyes of a blank face watching your movement all the same. Something straight out of the frames you had shot last night.

Choking, you jumped a bit on your haunches from where you had been sitting in the car, adjusting almost uncomfortably for the space that a car cabin allowed. You hissed the first word on your mind when your throat opened just enough, the last on your tongue that meant anything.

“Vernon-!”

Your partner turned just as there was commotion from where you had spotted the figure, a rush of tree limbs and he was gone again. You stared helplessly as you then grabbed tight to the door handle. “C-could’ve been…Could’ve been a weirdo, not our guy. I jumped the gun-“You quickly justified to both yourself and to him. His eyes snapped forward, and you merely followed in the short second of reprieve before seeing the man again.

“No.” He denied your peace of mind, making your stomach sink further, “That’s him, the dirty bastard.”

A rock descended from a sturdy tree branch that was hung slightly over the car, crushing the windshield in a flash of noise and light from a streetlamp now being able to make its way inside, touching your face along with a flurry of bright flashes. A scream in your throat rushed to your mouth, past your teeth in a rush of hot air. The rubber stops on the end of the tripods’ legs went smashing into the window on your other side, more a reflex than on purpose.

Flinging to the side, the car creaked open as you sputtered onto the pavement, looking at the figure still watching your movement. He tilted his head, a shudder of a heave all the warning you got before bolting towards you in an almost casual jog. You quickly reeled back, whooping out a warning that sounded close enough to “Hey, hey, man-“

His eyes, alive and utterly human even with the whirlwind of almost ghostly movement, boggled at you. His voice wasn’t any darker, almost gawking at you as he held his arms out, blocking any room around him to escape past him. Shuffling back and forth, you then heard the observation, also in a strange aura of casualty as his run had been.

“Look at this, the Doc got himself a gumshoe.”

Your eyes widened, somehow even bigger than before. No way, no fucking way. If there was more time, you’d be trying to explain yourself. Instead, the tripod went horizontal in your arms and pushed straight into his chest. Camera now slinging back and forth around your neck, you lost the bulky metal and started to run in the opposite direction instead.

No thought to it, no special attention towards whether he was following you or not. What would be special was an urban legend rushing after you. No one in class would believe you, a thought for a situation long down the road only faltered you for a split second before you hopped over a low fence, an awkward hurdle with one leg nearly getting caught on the way over and sending the entire getaway to the gravel you had stumbled out onto.

A gunshot finally made you flinch, your arm butting against your face and sending you off the road. You fell to the ground, the natural instinct to hide in the brush as you curled up tight into yourself.

Silence followed, and you felt the tender skin around your face where your arm had bumped into it, burning with heat from the fast moving alongside the red hot fear gripping your throat even now. Daring to lean back, you fell to your side, hissing a curse as you tried to inch back again. You only saw the older man, your cabin buddy staring down the road with a smoking gun in his hand and a glower on his face where Vernon had once stood.

“Where did he go?” Your jaw fell open in a dumb utterance of the question, a million thoughts trying to come through but only standing in the way as he locked eyes with you. He saw the mark on your face, and immediately answered you with another one.

“Did he hit you?”

“…No, no!” You gasped, “I-I hit myself, like-“ You quickly mimicked how you fell, knocking your jaw into your shoulder in a tender pantomime, and for some reason the look in his eye made you want to assure him. “He didn’t lay a hand on me, really.” He looked you over, almost regrettably as you achingly hinged your hip to stretch a forming knot, a festering bruise. Finally, he grit his teeth, staring down the desolate road that head back to rural area, the Vernon estate in specific.

“Come to see that, the footage will be something we can work with for now.” He declared, turning his heavy stare back to you as he kneeled down to pick up your tripod. “Let’s get ourselves away from here.”

You followed the direction of his lead, a hand under your shoulder as you walked out of the bushes and back towards the damaged car, his cellphone already buzzing with roadside assistance and him muttering about the cops next.

Still, you gave one more glance out into the side of the road, gripping the camera reunited with its mighty weapon.

[chiangyorange]

Are there any lines or scenes in WMAS that you're really proud of that you wanna shed a spotlight on?

this is a hard question bc wmas is smth i like to call an ensamble fic (its literally just pov alternating) so it kiiiinda doesnt narrow ANYTHING down for me in terms of specific scenes.

hm. you know what? lemme show you smth.

(taken from ch 1) Uncle Michelangelo said that the old New York could be really pretty. There were so many lights that made the fog glow a brilliant color that makes everything magical. Quieter, he told Casey that there was always a person behind those lights. Someone was always adding to the beauty.

(taken from ch 2)

He takes his time turning around in place, seeing the tall battered buildings covered in bright colors of paint. Greenery of plants overtake the sides of buildings, framing the bright formless graffiti, the dull grey of concrete to something colorful. It clings to the bricks in a relentless enduring grasp of life. From the windows of the buildings shine lights through them. Multicolored, like they are the LCD screens from Times Square. It’s bright. There are no people, the city is in shambles, but it’s still alive. 

oh yeah the dreamscape is a fucking call back lads. and let me tell you there are more in the fic

(taken from ch 4)

Raph lets out a breath. “That’s going to be hard to find. Some of dad’s old stuff is still in the old lair and we haven’t really… cleared it out the first time.”

(taken from ch 8)

“Is there a reason why Dad and April came back into the lair covered in debris looking upset?”

i keep a lot of details in my brain (dming dnd for my friends trained me whether i liked it or not)

(taken from ch 1)

“Never will the Hamatos continue to live to be sacrificed, not if I have anything to say about it.” Splinter pokes a finger to April’s chest, right above her heart, “I will hold our family close and never let go.”

(taken from ch 3)

Splinter had to think about death a lot recently. Forced to, really. He’s had to think about death a lot in his life in general! It clings to the very fiber of his being in a way where every bad coping mechanism looks just a little too tempting to take up on. Then the Shredder happened, something he thought was complete and utter bullshit that took his mother, seemingly, for no reason. The Hamato legacy he grew up to resent came back to haunt him with a ferocious force, and it hurt his boys. 

(taken from ch 4)

Splinter was so adamant about giving her a second chance after the fight with Shredder. He saw himself in Cassandra in such a personal way that no one else in the family would get. He was willing to let Casey stick around close too. He saw himself in the Joneses that she can never really understand. April doesn’t know the full weight of what it’s like carrying a legacy. She shares that burden with the boys, but to bear it alone like Splinter did, like Casey has been, like Cassandra is doing now?  Fuck, man. How lonely does that feel?

(taken from ch 7)

The hovering and the mother-henning was annoying, sure, he'll give you that. The fact that he had to see how each of his family members grieve over the choice he had to make to save the world? Absolutely hellish, would not recommend. He can see how much it haunts Dad. He can see how much it weighed over his siblings. They all know that it was do or die. It doesn't make the choice any less harder to bear.

something about fucked up legacies, something about generational trauma, something about trying to break a cycle when everything in the world is not letting you

[and a little bonus line for a chapter in the future ;] <3]

[radiomurdeer]

followup since I now want to elaborate what I mean when I say my Alastor is not compatible with digital --

he has a REAL hard time with modern tech. This isn't cause of his age or anything, but because he's so intrinsically tied to analog.

CRT screens are easy for him. LCD less so but it's fine. The old plasma screens are fine.

Modern OLED is right out. The best comparison I can think of is it's like looking at one of those Magic Eye images that used to be all the rage. Yes he can make it out but he has to actually focus and concentrate on it. For the most part it will never come easily or naturally to him. He sees every single pixel individually, and then has to put it together in his head to figure out what he's looking at. He's very good at hiding this disadvantage, feigning disinterest if shown something on a TV or phone to keep up appearances. Yes it means that if Vox has a fancy OLED screen, Alastor might struggle a bit to see/read him.

Even something like printed from a digital picture? He can tell. It appears flat and lifeless, dipping into the uncanny valley for him.

In some verses this effect is lessened - close and continued proximity to Vox helps alleviate this issue as Alastor would be incentivized to find ways to deal with it/get used to it enough that it'd be second-nature. Any gap in their relationship - either them splitting or even just the 7 years apart in some verses - sort of sets Alastor back a bit, if not at square one.

Mostly I have an arbitrary cut-off of the early 80s as around the time where new tech starts becoming an issue for him - anything from that time onward can be difficult, not that he'd ever let on.

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[tamapalace]

Supreme Previews Spring Summer 2023 Collection, Includes Supreme Tamagotchi

It’s official! The rumors were right, there will be a Supreme Tamagotchi. Today, Supreme announced their Spring Summer 2023 collection on their website, which includes clothing, accessories, and more. The rumored Supreme Tamagotchi has made an appearance and is confirmed to be official.

That’s right, the Supreme Tamagotchi is included in the Summer Spring 2023 preview on page 35 of 51. There are three shells total which all feature P1 programming, and are all different colors of camouflage. Although no official names were announced, the shell names should be Gray Camouflage, Pink Camouflage, and Green Camouflage. The iconic red Supreme logo lists across the top of the screen. Buttons on all three shells as well as around the screen is black. The wallpaper behind the screen also features the Supreme logo center around the iconic P1 wallpaper of the pink and blue squares.

Supreme lists the product as “Supreme/Tamagotchi, Digital pet with custom logo shell and LCD display”. How iconic? No further information has been provided as to where we can buy one of these, or even how much they will cost. Supreme merchandise definitely comes with a hefty price tag.

The packaging is also gorgeous as it corresponds with the camouflage design on the respective Tamagotchi shell. As we find out more information we’ll be sure to keep you posted. This might just be the hottest Tamagotchi this summer!

[mywifeleftme]

49: Shopping // The Official Body

The Official Body Shopping 2018, FatCat (Bandcamp)

If they ever tour again, London dance-punk trio Shopping are the kind of band you should drop everything to catch. I saw them on a stacked bill at Toronto’s Baby G in 2018, supported by Detroit experimental garage punks Tyvek and local emo act Feels Fine, and it was one of the sweatiest, most pogo-powered gigs I’ve ever been too. Shopping have a kind of loving telepathy onstage, exchanging lead vox, lacing together jittery high-stepping funk rhythms, and constantly cracking each other up. The last show I had tickets to before the pandemic lockdowns set in was a Shopping gig at Montreal’s La Vitrola with (adequate) electroclash act Automatic and (much-missed) post-punkers Dishpit that was rescheduled, rescheduled, and finally canceled.

That anecdote’s emblematic of the way the pandemic hip-checked a lot of the best indie rock bands of the late ‘10s just as they were building momentum, especially those who thrived on word of their live prowess to entrench their reputation. There hasn’t been much word from the Shopping camp in the past coupla years, which blows because they also really have the goods on record. The Official Body, produced by Orange Juice’s Edwyn Collins, is the successor to ESG that the early ‘00s Rapture-Franz Ferdinand-LCD Soundsystem revival never really provided. Guitarist Rachel Aggs, bassist Billy Easter, and drummer Andrew Milk are all beasts on their chosen instruments, and the sound they make together has something of the endless party vibe of African highlife or soukous music. They’re a little more lyric-forward than ESG ever were though, kissing off the square world with a stream of deadpan personal-is-political sloganeering.

Collins has an unfailing sense of Cool, and his production helps Shopping sound like the kind of band that will always be in style. If their lyrics’ hyper-concern with the body and telling the straight world to keep its hands to itself will date-stamp it to a certain cultural moment, it will be in the same way Gang of Four’s talk of Armalite rifles and warfare on 18-inch screens does—speaking in specifics about concerns that are endemic to life in western society, while agitating always to change things for the better.

49/365

[eurovision-facts]

Eurovision Fact #206:

In 2009, the postcards between songs featured a woman with a large hairstyle adorned with monuments and landmarks from the nation that was being introduced. For most nations, there was no issue with this introduction, but Armenia and Azerbaijan flight over the inclusion (or exclusion) of We Are Our Mountains. We Are Our Mountains is a statue located in Nagorno-Karabakh, which is a de jure (recognized by law, but not necessarily in practice) part of Azerbaijan.

The statue was included in the postcard for Armenia, but when Azerbaijan made complaints to the competition's organizers, it was removed during the Grand Final. However, the fight raged on as the spokesperson for Armenia stood in front of Yerevan's Republic Square, where a huge LCD screen displayed the monument. Moreover, the spokesperson held up a clipboard as they read out the results for the voting that had a picture of the statue taped to the back of it.

[Sources]:

De jure, Wikipedia.com.

We Are Our Mountains, Wikipedia.com.

'Ethnic rivalry wins over kitsch in the Caucasus,' Frontlineclub.com (Archived).

Eurovision Song Contest 2009 - Grand Final - Full Show, 00:43:17-00:43:48 , 03:03:05-03:04:03 YouTube.com.

[kasarawolf]

I love robots, especially broken ones

So I had to make one for the story and be a little mascot of sorts to introduce my Xenoverse Fanon of mine ^__^

Some info for good ol' Twig~

Loves sticks.

Twig is a robot built by the Capsule Corporation.

That is all

I am kidding! Here is his info~

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Name: TWIG

Nickname:  

Gender: None (Sounds Male. Referred to as Male, but They/Them also works!) Race: None. Capsule Corp Robot. Height: ----- Age: ---- Schooling: ------ Allegiance: Time Patrol (Current) Affiliations: None. Personality:

- Your annoying FrIEnDLy aNd eXTREmelY hElpFUl tour guide to Conton City!

- Not an official tour guide.

- Overly friendly.

- Gets excited about things they enjoy.

- Optimistic.

- Very sociable. Likes to be where the people are. Can be found in the Town's Square and Reception.

- Unintentionally sarcastic. (They don't know what that is! Or do theeey?)

- Can be sassy.

- A hugger.

- A little unhinged.

- Can talk for days about random crap. EXPECIALLY about trees.

- Says greetings in different ways and in different languages. Never the same greeting when you talk to them. (Hi!, Arigato! Hola! Hey Howdy Doo!)

- Likes to be talked to and asked questions!

- Will talk to themselves if not talked to.

- kNOws eVERytHIng.

- Loves everyone.

- iS tHE bESt bOT.  ForGeT tHe OtHerS! bRAshY sTiLL oWEs mE 200 ZENI tHAt @$#$$!!

- Will tack Miss or Mister, or any other formalities to the being he's showing around.

- Scuff marks are from Patrollers who grew annoyed with him/invaded someone's personal space.

- Definitely broken but won't let anyone touch them.

- Has no use for currency but has it anyways.

- Don't mention the other bots. We don't talk about them.

- When he cusses, it becomes garbled up radio static. (Fail safe installed in all bots!)

- Likes to feel useful.

- Tends to blow a fuse when they are angry.

- Has the most impressive stick collection. SoME lOOk liKE GokU aND oTHer FAMouS hERoeS! wANna sEE?! - Don't touch his collection. Don't insult the sticks or the trees.

- Named themselves!

- The Supreme Kai of Time is the best! Very friendly!

- Doesn't like Trunks, due to him trying to fix TWIG. YoU cAnT fiX wHAt aInT BrOkE YoU @!###%$!!!

- Voice fluctuates when they speak.

- Cares about you! Your safety is their top priority!

- Was once a stationary bot stuck behind the accessories counter in Toki Toki City.

- Databank is pretty messed up on some parts of History. Will tend to mix and confuse parts.

- Has a broken LCD screen.

- Used to have a scouter.

- Loves TREES. dO YoU KnOw tHAt ThEy aRE LiTteralLY GiAnT STickS AnD AlSo CaRRy hUNdREDs oF STicKs?!

- Has named all the tree's in Conton.

- Wants to know ALL ABOUT the trees from your timeline.

- Doesn't know what "being mean," is.

- Is a remnant of Toki Toki City and the previous Hero.

- Often vandalized on his backside like the back of a bathroom stall door with different notes to other Patrollers, Communicator numbers and "Blank was Here."

- Has a built in music player.

- Favorite band is the STYX (Bet you can't guess why...) tHEy aRE sINGing sTICks! WhaTS tHERe nOT tO LikE!? sO tALenTEd!! - Known to dance and singing when blasting his tunes. Always gets the words wrong. - Not fond of Chu, due to them stealing his sticks.

- Most likely wrote parts of this character description-

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More Info can be FOUND HERE---> toyhou.se/20336758.twig

[hemlcd-display-factory]

The characteristics and application fields of LCD circular liquid crystal screen

LCD circular liquid crystal screen - as the name implies, it is a round liquid crystal screen. Most of the LCD screen products we usually come into contact with are square or rectangular, and there are relatively few circular screens. But in recent years, with the change of people's aesthetics, more and more circular LCD screens have been used in various fields, such as smart watches, smart wall clocks, electric vehicle meters, car display meters and so on. Usually it is a relatively small size application scenario. Next, let us introduce the LCD circular LCD screen in detail.

Brief introduction of LCD circular LCD screen

In fact, the display principle of the LCD circular liquid crystal screen is the same as that of the conventional rectangular liquid crystal screen, but through the production technology of the liquid crystal glass and the adjustment of the screen parameters, the circular screen can display normally even in the circular state. The key to the decisive factor is the design and formulation of the drive scheme, that is, how to establish a good bridge between the circular LCD screen and the motherboard. Circular LCD screens are basically used on smart devices, and they pay more attention to the driving scheme and UI interface design scheme. Therefore, the circular LCD screen is actually an innovative, intelligent, and high-end LCD product. The display size is relatively small, commonly used are 2.1 inches, 2.36 inches, 3.4 inches, 6.2 inches and so on. Circular LCD screens also have their own unique common faults, such as dissatisfaction around the arc of the display screen, or white light around the arc.

LCD circular LCD screen parameter table

LCD circular LCD screen drawing Second, the application field of LCD circular liquid crystal screen

LCD circular liquid crystal screens are divided into large size and small size. Small size circular screens are more widely used, such as smart wear, smart watch, smart wall clock, electric vehicle instrument, car display instrument, smart home appliance, smart handheld device and so on. Large-size circular screens are also used, and the general size is more than 20 inches, such as new medical equipment, industrial equipment central control, museum exhibition halls, corporate meeting rooms, financial media centers, commercial places, etc. Please see the example diagram below.

Application scenarios of LCD circular LCD screen The above is a brief introduction to the principle and application scenarios of the LCD circular liquid crystal display. If you want to know more about the circular LCD screen, welcome to communicate with hemlcd