a hollowed thing. the size of a fist. made up of multiple layers of tissue, each peeling away as their part is played. the center of the circulatory system, the controller of life. essential. beats sharing, taking. made of glass-blown sculptural imperfection. a tapestry. woven stories, of spools of thread. stained in all the wrong places. an actor, one that cannot lie. a symphony of movement. yet to be tuned, a hesitant metronome. moderato, a drum hit 2.5 billion times, the ending note being all that the audience remembers.
sound the drum and let the act begin
little photo dump from semester of fall 2024.
welcome to my little blog. here I document my daily life and anything interesting. reason? because i am lonely and need motivation.
about me:
vin (he/him). born in 2007.
first year, BSc in anatomy & cell biology. minor in biomedical engineering.
pre med, studying to become a cardiac surgeon.
academic interests: nanotechnology, medical technology, synthetic biology, biomedical engineering, tissue engineering, biomaterials
hobbies: writing, badminton, oil painting, gaming (wanted hobbies: motorcycling, cello, archery, fencing)
languages: english, mandarin chinese, A2/B1 french. want to learn italian and spanish.
goals: become someone i will never regret, give my parents a comfortable life, make a personal impact in someone's life.
oil on canvas. started and finished in one day. a little rushed but it made my father (it was a gift for him) happy so it’s worth it. sorry about the glare: it is not dry enough for the matte finish.