Okay, this is ironic and kind of sad. After having lived in NYC for one year as a photo enthusiast and having put together that “Guide to NYC” this summer, I had still only visited two museums on Manhattan: the Met and the Museum of Math. My friends helped remedy that by letting me tag along for a flurry of museum outings. I now present you: Peter’s definitive non-artistic guide to museums he visited last month!
Last weekend, I took a train upstate to Storm King Art Center and the nearby Schunemuck State Park. It was a solitary trip by design, and it gave me a lot of time and space — about 8 hours and 23 miles — with nothing but the vibrant autumn trees, my music, and chilly air to keep me company. Well… rather, it let me spend some quality time reflecting upon my Brain and Mind.
Today, the beginning of the second year of med school, also marks the end of a very curious summer. In particular, let me tell you about the graphic design part of it. Continue reading A Summer of Design
This weekend in Boston, I ran my first half marathon (1:49:13, 8:20 pace), thought about ghosts along the way, and threw up at the end. Continue reading On half marathons and ghosts
Last week, my friends who lead Weill Cornell’s Arts Club asked me to lead a photography expedition to Central Park. Ostensibly, I was coaching my classmates, offering tips about composition, portraiture, and camera technique, but really…? I was too busy taking pictures of this man. Continue reading Central Park Photoshoot
Call me a wimp, but a flesh wound to my left pinky has crippled me for an entire week and counting. Continue reading A crippling finger wound
Five of my med school buddies and I set off to Belize during spring break. We were determined to make it as EXTREME as possible. For eight days, in eight different ways, we pushed ourselves to the physical limit and placed ourselves in mortal danger. In fact, I was so busy trying not to die that I couldn’t actually take photos properly. Let’s see how that happened. (I may be exaggerating a little) Continue reading Belize Spring Break? more like Spring Ache!
Last Thursday, I ditched a class to go shoot an actual earnest snowstorm in Central Park as it was happening (rf: see the previous post about the blizzard that didn’t happen). Because of the dense cloud cover, the thick snow in the air, and rapid accumulation on a cold day with heavy snowfall, the park looked like a real outdoor environment. I could almost forget I was smack dab in the middle of an enormous urban metropolis. Continue reading Four Days of Thawing
