Spes aeternum oritur

Spes aeternum oritur

Brian London, M1, Class of 2027

 

Growing up next to the sea, almost everyone had heard the phrase, “red sky at night – sailor’s delight; red sky in the morning, sailors take warning”. In Spes Aeternum Oritur, Hope Springs Eternal, a crimson-red sky reveals itself as the news of death, famine, war, and conquest in my homelands spreads across the seas. The waves cresting over as they come to the observer through a grey haze show the fear that comes from the unknowns of human strife. Looking above the horizon, the ghost of a rose – a universal image of love and peace – drips with golden ichor, a gift of the gods promising materialization of the hope, ever present, that humankind will stop destroying each other, that we will again re-value the oath to which all physicians bear credence: beneficence, justice, and autonomy. Until all of Earth’s peoples are free, none of us can be free. Digital oil-on-canvas; submitted as complete as a sketch piece for a physical production CC BY-NC-SA 4.0

Anatomically Correct

Anatomically Correct

By James Vargo, M.D., PGY6

I’ve never really considered myself to be an artist.  I grew up enjoying pencil sketching and took some high school classes, but compared to the talent of the true creative and artistic minds around me, expression of my right brain felt forced.  This hobby, like many, was pushed to the side by the ever expanding time commitment to medical school and residency.

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