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Program for Humanities in Medicine Art Contest Awards

May 08, 2025

5/1/25

Program for Humanities in Medicine 2025 Health Professions Creative Writing and Art Contest Awards Ceremony

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  • 00:10Welcome
  • 00:11to
  • 00:12the twenty twenty five program
  • 00:13for humanities and medicine, health
  • 00:15professionals, creative writing and arts
  • 00:17contest award ceremony.
  • 00:20And I really look forward
  • 00:21to celebrating all of you
  • 00:23today.
  • 00:24I'm Sharon Austell Jones.
  • 00:27I am standing in the
  • 00:28very big shoes of Anna
  • 00:29Reisman,
  • 00:30while she takes a very
  • 00:31well deserved deserved triennial in
  • 00:32her role as a director
  • 00:34of the program for humanities
  • 00:36and medicine.
  • 00:38I wanna welcome everyone, and
  • 00:40thank you for coming.
  • 00:42I'll just, say a few
  • 00:43remarks very briefly, and then
  • 00:45hopefully, we'll really spend the
  • 00:47vast majority of the time
  • 00:48hearing some wonderful,
  • 00:50pieces of written art and,
  • 00:54having the pleasure to observe
  • 00:56the, winners of the visual
  • 00:57art contest.
  • 01:00I
  • 01:01do want to take the
  • 01:03opportunity to say that
  • 01:05sharing in the joy of
  • 01:06art,
  • 01:08is a pleasure that transcends
  • 01:09every historical and political moment.
  • 01:12And togetherness and the recognition
  • 01:14and sympathy for each other's
  • 01:15humanity is the purpose of
  • 01:16today's ceremony.
  • 01:19I wanna thank every artist
  • 01:20for producing their work that
  • 01:21brought us together today.
  • 01:24There are times when I
  • 01:25wonder,
  • 01:26what I can be doing
  • 01:27today that helps preserve whatever
  • 01:29claim we may have to
  • 01:30a free and fair world.
  • 01:32Art is one answer to
  • 01:34that question,
  • 01:35whether it's the written word,
  • 01:36visual art, or music.
  • 01:39So if you're inspired today,
  • 01:41and I think we all
  • 01:42will be by the art
  • 01:43that's been created,
  • 01:46please do something with that
  • 01:47inspiration.
  • 01:50I am now going to
  • 01:51announce the winners,
  • 01:53in each category, we'll start
  • 01:54with poetry, prose, and visual
  • 01:57art.
  • 01:57All the winners have been
  • 01:59invited to present their work,
  • 02:01for prose to read usually
  • 02:02an excerpt to keep to
  • 02:04time, for poetry to read
  • 02:06their poems to us, and
  • 02:08for the visual art to
  • 02:09describe their work or inspiration.
  • 02:12Unfortunately,
  • 02:13some of our winners cannot
  • 02:14be here with us tonight,
  • 02:16and some have accepted
  • 02:18the invitation for me to
  • 02:20read their work in their
  • 02:21stead,
  • 02:22which I will try to
  • 02:23do,
  • 02:24humbly knowing it'll be much
  • 02:25better in their voice,
  • 02:27and hoping that you can
  • 02:28catch the spirit of it.
  • 02:32I will
  • 02:34oh, I'll tap forward the
  • 02:36slide.
  • 02:37There we go.
  • 02:40At the end, we do
  • 02:41wanna try and take pictures
  • 02:42of all our winners, so
  • 02:43please hang around.
  • 02:46And without further ado,
  • 02:48we'll get started with poetry.
  • 02:52Very unfortunately, our first prize
  • 02:54winner,
  • 02:54Terry Montagri,
  • 02:56with her poem, you departed,
  • 02:59was not able to be
  • 03:01here with us tonight.
  • 03:02But I will read a
  • 03:04selection
  • 03:05from her poem.
  • 03:08It's dedicated for Graham.
  • 03:12The daisies,
  • 03:13your favorite,
  • 03:14are blooming early this March.
  • 03:17I still have the dead
  • 03:18ones from the hospital bouquet
  • 03:19that held your last breath.
  • 03:22They're pressed between worn pages
  • 03:24atop my sturdy oak desk,
  • 03:27and I'm unsure whether to
  • 03:28frame them.
  • 03:29A muted memento of hands
  • 03:31still warm,
  • 03:33or rip apart each crumbling
  • 03:35petal,
  • 03:36wailing.
  • 03:38My stethoscope
  • 03:40dropped to the floor like
  • 03:41a snake surrendered when I
  • 03:42received the call.
  • 03:44You, just sixty five,
  • 03:46unresponsive on a ventilator.
  • 03:48Come fast, they said, and
  • 03:50I bolted to the airport
  • 03:52where unwelcome palms pressed against
  • 03:54my rib cage pockets still
  • 03:56filled with mint top tubes.
  • 03:59Mint top tubes.
  • 04:01You, a mother at sixteen,
  • 04:03my grandma at just thirty
  • 04:04two,
  • 04:05you raised me as your
  • 04:06own in the taupe and
  • 04:08tattered trailer, green mildew stretching
  • 04:10up the sides,
  • 04:12after my own mother swallowed
  • 04:13by her own sorrow snuck
  • 04:15away with shadowy men
  • 04:17to strange lands unknown.
  • 04:20Memories reel like old videos
  • 04:22now.
  • 04:23You behind the camera,
  • 04:25me tiny and waddling,
  • 04:27molding snowmen,
  • 04:29blowing mermaid candles,
  • 04:31looking at you smiling,
  • 04:33always smiling.
  • 04:35Me, saddled atop a wild
  • 04:37horse,
  • 04:37bucking, neighing.
  • 04:42I, who was mostly taught
  • 04:44love through desertion,
  • 04:45mistook harbor for horror and
  • 04:47vanished to the city of
  • 04:48spires and books.
  • 04:50I know my clawed escape
  • 04:52brought you fee freedom too.
  • 04:54I know you beamed at
  • 04:55me, the hungry world wanderer,
  • 04:58furrowed browed scholar, dutiful and
  • 05:01tender nurse,
  • 05:02milk leaking from my breasts,
  • 05:04always reaching and restless.
  • 05:10But I wish I'd stayed
  • 05:12and shared bowls of dripping
  • 05:13watermelon,
  • 05:15wish I'd understood sooner
  • 05:17that peace is not found
  • 05:18in a pulsing pace afar,
  • 05:20but it was always here
  • 05:23in our warm home atop
  • 05:24rusted wheels,
  • 05:26in the background
  • 05:27back road country drives,
  • 05:29alerting for dashing deer,
  • 05:32in the quiet shuttling to
  • 05:33and from day in, day
  • 05:35out,
  • 05:36in the steady showing up
  • 05:38and never
  • 05:40leaving.
  • 05:42This isn't my first letter
  • 05:43to you departed.
  • 05:45I slipped the other into
  • 05:46your sky blue coffin,
  • 05:48ink smeared
  • 05:50with howling grief.
  • 05:55Thank you, Terry.
  • 06:03Our second prize in the
  • 06:04poetry category
  • 06:06is Alina Martel with birds.
  • 06:34Please welcome to. Thank you.
  • 06:46Okay. Can everybody hear me?
  • 06:49Awesome. Okay.
  • 06:52I hear it on the
  • 06:53border of our clamor,
  • 06:55the dawn soaked promise of
  • 06:57chirping birds above unbroken crusts
  • 06:59of snow.
  • 07:01Just as the frozen earth
  • 07:02begins to glow with morning,
  • 07:04they carry on conversing over
  • 07:06interrupted matters.
  • 07:08I only catch snippets from
  • 07:10my nest of wood and
  • 07:11stone, but I'm old enough
  • 07:13to know what it means.
  • 07:15Renewal.
  • 07:16A second chance.
  • 07:18The quiet reemergence
  • 07:20of stems and leaves and
  • 07:21all discarded hopes of just
  • 07:23what we could be last
  • 07:24year.
  • 07:26The future is here now.
  • 07:28Are you who you wanted
  • 07:29to be now?
  • 07:31Have you conquered that fear
  • 07:33now?
  • 07:35Did you seek adventure?
  • 07:37The way that introverted little
  • 07:39heart of yours desired.
  • 07:41Did you set fire to
  • 07:42obsession?
  • 07:44Let it burn in the
  • 07:45branches of a winter tree,
  • 07:46an effigy of whom we
  • 07:47finished being.
  • 07:50Did you find love?
  • 07:52In the arms of a
  • 07:53stranger?
  • 07:54Turn him or her into
  • 07:56a fellow pioneer?
  • 07:58Have you gone anywhere
  • 08:00but here?
  • 08:02Or have you stayed
  • 08:04where the devils are familiar,
  • 08:06request the same drinks every
  • 08:08day?
  • 08:10It's not a failure if
  • 08:11you haven't.
  • 08:13We all want to grow
  • 08:14but have no idea what
  • 08:16that looks like,
  • 08:18how we go about cleaving
  • 08:19off unhelpful parts of us
  • 08:21like stone hiding sculpture.
  • 08:24They never told us how
  • 08:25to live without being miserable.
  • 08:29It was just assumed we'd
  • 08:30find our way.
  • 08:32So
  • 08:33it's okay
  • 08:35if at your springtime table
  • 08:37you find you're barely able
  • 08:39to face yourself,
  • 08:41if resolutions to be someone
  • 08:42else seem hollow.
  • 08:45You don't need another self
  • 08:47or life or past.
  • 08:50You can grow despite all
  • 08:51the chaos that consumes you.
  • 08:54Growth is just resuming being
  • 08:56you.
  • 08:58Then they'll see it,
  • 09:00And they'll love you too,
  • 09:02the way they always have.
  • 09:05Birds never feel bad for
  • 09:07starting over.
  • 09:09The sun doesn't curse his
  • 09:10habit track.
  • 09:12We ebb and flow
  • 09:15like solemn, fearsome oceans,
  • 09:17and we demand to live
  • 09:19the time we won't get
  • 09:20back.
  • 09:31Thank you so much.
  • 09:36That was really
  • 09:38wonderfully read, and thank you.
  • 09:42Third plot prize in our
  • 09:44poetry category,
  • 09:46is tied.
  • 09:48And first in alphabetical order
  • 09:50is Kelly Dunn,
  • 09:52who also, unfortunately, is not
  • 09:54able to be here with
  • 09:55us tonight.
  • 09:57And so I will read
  • 09:58the poem sugaring in Branford.
  • 10:06After the first freeze thaw,
  • 10:09be careful as the snow
  • 10:11crunches beneath your feet.
  • 10:13Look up and find the
  • 10:15sugar maple.
  • 10:16By its naked crown and
  • 10:18brown bulbs,
  • 10:20u shaped branches,
  • 10:22outstretched arms,
  • 10:24arterial variations.
  • 10:26Noted skin,
  • 10:27its bark.
  • 10:29Is it well?
  • 10:31Approach an interspace between two
  • 10:33grooves of bark.
  • 10:35Drive your clamp.
  • 10:37Plastic blue tubing,
  • 10:39the whole of it curling.
  • 10:42Split woody skin,
  • 10:44hardy xylem,
  • 10:46strike core,
  • 10:47a break, a gasp, a
  • 10:49shutter.
  • 10:50The pop,
  • 10:52sweet sap spills.
  • 10:58Thank you, Kelly,
  • 10:59and
  • 11:02it won't be the last
  • 11:03you've heard of Kelly tonight.
  • 11:07Alright.
  • 11:09Also tied for third prize
  • 11:10in the poetry category
  • 11:12is Katie Parker
  • 11:14with Blood is on Me.
  • 11:16Katie here
  • 11:20tonight?
  • 11:23Okay.
  • 11:26Well, unfortunately, Katie's not married.
  • 11:29And
  • 11:32we will move on. But
  • 11:34congratulations to Katie.
  • 11:38And honorable mention for the
  • 11:39poetry category, this is really
  • 11:41becoming the me show,
  • 11:42is also not here,
  • 11:44with us is Jake Villanova.
  • 11:48And I'm going to read,
  • 11:49his poem,
  • 11:51which is entitled
  • 11:53KIAA
  • 11:54fifteen thirty.
  • 12:00There once was a man
  • 12:01from Bangor
  • 12:02with a defect on chromosome
  • 12:04four.
  • 12:05So during the day, he
  • 12:07would hide away,
  • 12:09but no one had any
  • 12:10clue what for.
  • 12:13At dusk, local townsfolk caught
  • 12:15sight that his skin was
  • 12:17translucent white.
  • 12:19So in fear, they'd inquire,
  • 12:21are you a vampire?
  • 12:24Since he only would come
  • 12:25out at night.
  • 12:27He said, there's no need
  • 12:29to beware.
  • 12:30The problem's poor DNA repair.
  • 12:33It's a genetic mutation
  • 12:35causing UV complications,
  • 12:37and that's why my skin
  • 12:39is so fair.
  • 12:41That day, the townsfolk discovered,
  • 12:44you can't judge a book
  • 12:45by its cover.
  • 12:46So they bought him a
  • 12:47hat, and now wherever he
  • 12:49sat, in the sun, he
  • 12:51could be undercover.
  • 12:58Thank you, Jake.
  • 13:01I love a rhyme. Love
  • 13:03a good rhyme.
  • 13:05Alright.
  • 13:07So that takes us to
  • 13:08the end of poetry,
  • 13:10and it's been my honor
  • 13:12as part of this process
  • 13:13to be one of the
  • 13:14poetry judges for the last
  • 13:15few years. So,
  • 13:17that,
  • 13:18category has,
  • 13:19very close place in my
  • 13:21heart.
  • 13:23Next, we will go on
  • 13:24to prose.
  • 13:26And our first prize in
  • 13:28the pros category
  • 13:29is Emily Miller with Prelude.
  • 13:50Welcome to the token.
  • 13:57This work is a series
  • 13:58of five letters on five
  • 14:00consecutive days, so I'd like
  • 14:01to share with you the
  • 14:02first letter.
  • 14:05Dear tomorrow, Kieran,
  • 14:07Myrtle Beach in January was
  • 14:09a horrible idea.
  • 14:10Mom and dad swore that
  • 14:12Connor loved it as a
  • 14:12child, but even in his
  • 14:14youth, I can't ever imagine
  • 14:15my brother willingly going outside.
  • 14:17I wonder what he thinks
  • 14:18of the beach now.
  • 14:20It didn't matter. He was
  • 14:21stuck here for eternity regardless,
  • 14:23here amongst snowbird retirees and
  • 14:25perpetually gray skies.
  • 14:28Today, standing at the edge
  • 14:29of the ocean, I was
  • 14:30reminded of a scene that
  • 14:31had unfolded here over a
  • 14:32decade ago. Connor,
  • 14:34wielding a half dead crab
  • 14:36skewered on a piece of
  • 14:37driftwood,
  • 14:38chasing Elisa through the crashing
  • 14:39waves, tears of pure terror
  • 14:41streaming down her cheeks.
  • 14:43Even after turning eighteen last
  • 14:45year, the relationship never improved
  • 14:46much. The echoes of her
  • 14:48screams in my memory still
  • 14:49rattled my spine.
  • 14:51I found another crab as
  • 14:52I walked along the beach
  • 14:53today. Rather, I found a
  • 14:55shell with no signs of
  • 14:56movement inside.
  • 14:57It lifelessly crashed over and
  • 14:59over again on the sand.
  • 15:00The tides tossing it back
  • 15:02and forth against rocks and
  • 15:03debris as if whatever force
  • 15:05had killed it wasn't satisfied.
  • 15:07My brother was nothing more
  • 15:08than that crab now. His
  • 15:10ashes were scattered on the
  • 15:11shallow ocean floor, helpless to
  • 15:13the whims of the tides,
  • 15:14food for the low lying
  • 15:15mollusks.
  • 15:17Alisa had refused to touch
  • 15:18or even go near the
  • 15:20urn. I couldn't understand why.
  • 15:22All of the blood, dirt,
  • 15:23broken glass, and pieces of
  • 15:25the I ninety three asphalt
  • 15:26we had seen on Christmas
  • 15:27Eve in the coroner's office
  • 15:29had been washed away.
  • 15:30He was forged by fire
  • 15:32of bone dust.
  • 15:33My mother had stood ankle
  • 15:34deep in the water, extending
  • 15:36the urn to her,
  • 15:37silently begging her with bloodshot
  • 15:39eyes to say one last
  • 15:40goodbye to the boy she
  • 15:41had proceeded in birth by
  • 15:42mere minutes.
  • 15:44Alisa just shook her head.
  • 15:46Doctor Garrett isn't allowed to
  • 15:48talk about her other patients.
  • 15:49If she was, I can
  • 15:50only imagine the things I'd
  • 15:52learned about my sister.
  • 15:53I know she has to
  • 15:54write these letters too. Maybe
  • 15:56I'll get to read them
  • 15:57someday.
  • 15:58I had a dream last
  • 15:59night. I finally figured out
  • 16:00that that's what it was.
  • 16:02It was the second time
  • 16:03in my life.
  • 16:04The only other time, a
  • 16:05few nights after Christmas, the
  • 16:07first time I'd slept after
  • 16:08seeing Connor's face for the
  • 16:09last time, I panicked. I
  • 16:11thought I was hallucinating, that
  • 16:13I was going crazy.
  • 16:14When I heard others discuss
  • 16:16their dreams, I'd assumed it
  • 16:17was a figure of speech.
  • 16:18But in the dead of
  • 16:19night, I saw Connor's face,
  • 16:21blood trickling from his hairline
  • 16:22into his eyes. He wasn't
  • 16:24so much staring at me
  • 16:25as he was staring through
  • 16:26me.
  • 16:27Last night, I was sitting
  • 16:28at a piano in an
  • 16:29empty concert hall, empty, safe
  • 16:31for Connor, sitting front and
  • 16:32center in the mezzanine.
  • 16:34I was playing this first
  • 16:35transcendental
  • 16:36etude, the preludeio, sailing through
  • 16:38the same right hand arpeggios
  • 16:40that I was painstakingly
  • 16:41stumbling over the night we
  • 16:42got that phone call.
  • 16:44He held his trademark blank
  • 16:45gaze, giving me the slightest
  • 16:47nod of approval as I
  • 16:48struck the last chord.
  • 16:50The thought of sleeping tonight
  • 16:51is making me sick to
  • 16:52my stomach. As long as
  • 16:53I'm awake, I can control
  • 16:55what I'm seeing. I can
  • 16:56drown out the visions of
  • 16:57my brother's face with the
  • 16:58soft sloshes of the low
  • 16:59tide, with my parents' hushed
  • 17:01arguments from across the hall.
  • 17:03Who can say what the
  • 17:04depths of my mind will
  • 17:05conjure up given my newfound
  • 17:06creative ability? I'm unwilling to
  • 17:08learn the answer tonight.
  • 17:10Doctor Garrett wants me to
  • 17:11finish each of these with
  • 17:13a hope for tomorrow. So
  • 17:14here.
  • 17:15I hope by the end
  • 17:15of this week, I'll know
  • 17:17my brother better than I
  • 17:18did Christmas Eve on the
  • 17:19autopsy table.
  • 17:20Sincerely, yesterday, Kieran.
  • 17:33Thank you so much. That
  • 17:34was wonderful.
  • 17:37I should take the opportunity
  • 17:39also to mention that all
  • 17:39of the winners have been
  • 17:41invited to,
  • 17:43have their pieces,
  • 17:44submitted in murmurs.
  • 17:46And so if you wonder
  • 17:48what happens in the subsequent
  • 17:49letters, I hope we'll have
  • 17:51the opportunity to find out.
  • 17:55That brings us to our
  • 17:57second prize in the pros
  • 17:58category,
  • 17:59which
  • 18:01is Kelly Dunn
  • 18:03with nine things just for
  • 18:04me.
  • 18:05And, again, unfortunately, Kelly's not
  • 18:07able to be here with
  • 18:08us tonight.
  • 18:09So we'll move on to
  • 18:11number three. Our third prize
  • 18:12in the pros category
  • 18:14is,
  • 18:15to Julia Chiama Chiemi, sorry,
  • 18:18with man or bear.
  • 18:22Wonderful.
  • 18:23Thank you.
  • 18:24And here, we'll come over
  • 18:26here.
  • 18:51Man or bear, they asked
  • 18:53us when I was a
  • 18:54young woman. My answer spills
  • 18:56forth with such immediacy that
  • 18:57they grimace at my lack
  • 18:58of hesitation.
  • 19:00People would actually believe
  • 19:02that a bear had attacked
  • 19:03me if I told them.
  • 19:05No one would ask what
  • 19:06I'd been wearing to provoke
  • 19:07the carnage
  • 19:08or mention the bear's bright
  • 19:09future.
  • 19:10They'd never say that I
  • 19:11liked the bear's attack.
  • 19:14The bear lives in the
  • 19:14forest.
  • 19:15The man followed me there.
  • 19:17The bear would not pretend
  • 19:19to be my friend for
  • 19:20months before it strikes
  • 19:22or share the spoils of
  • 19:23my body with other bears
  • 19:24it knows.
  • 19:26The bear would never be
  • 19:27my own kin.
  • 19:28The bear attacks because it
  • 19:30thinks I'm dangerous.
  • 19:31The man, because he knows
  • 19:32I am anything but.
  • 19:34Even from youth, I have
  • 19:36chosen the bear.
  • 19:38I did not drift off
  • 19:39to sleep at night holding
  • 19:40a little man. After all,
  • 19:42the bear is not my
  • 19:44greatest natural predator.
  • 19:46After all, the bear sees
  • 19:48me as a human being.
  • 19:50You see, it's a matter
  • 19:51of principle.
  • 19:52A bear won't stop when
  • 19:54I say no,
  • 19:55neither will a man. But
  • 19:57the bear would have never
  • 19:58understood my no no matter
  • 19:59how loudly I screamed it.
  • 20:01And the man does, and
  • 20:02I know it as he
  • 20:03chooses to ignore it every
  • 20:05time.
  • 20:06So the men who ask
  • 20:07this question don't understand that
  • 20:09when our answer is the
  • 20:10bear, it is not because
  • 20:11we think we would survive,
  • 20:13because at least the worst
  • 20:15thing a bear can do
  • 20:15is kill me.
  • 20:17Thank
  • 20:24you.
  • 20:28Thank you so much for
  • 20:29reading for us tonight.
  • 20:34We have three honorable mentions
  • 20:36in the prose category,
  • 20:38and our first is Morgan
  • 20:39Brinker
  • 20:40with black white coat.
  • 21:13Most days, however, my bones
  • 21:15ache under the pressure,
  • 21:17and I am tired.
  • 21:18Tired of paying a minority
  • 21:20tax that seems to only
  • 21:22grow and never lessen.
  • 21:24Tired of having to justify
  • 21:26my presence in the face
  • 21:27of the Supreme Court or
  • 21:29the current political administration.
  • 21:32Tired of advocating for patients
  • 21:33of color in an institution
  • 21:35that seems unwilling to dismantle
  • 21:37their biases
  • 21:38and move towards a better
  • 21:40future.
  • 21:41I don't think we should
  • 21:42consult dermatology
  • 21:43because this isn't a rash.
  • 21:45It's hyperpigmentation.
  • 21:47That's just melanin.
  • 21:49Tired of adhering to the
  • 21:51adage that I must work
  • 21:52twice as hard for half
  • 21:54of the recognition.
  • 21:55The unsettling fact that this
  • 21:56will be my reality as
  • 21:57a medical professional
  • 21:59till the day I take
  • 22:00my last breath.
  • 22:01Tired.
  • 22:03After again sign up regarding
  • 22:04my old patients, I tracked
  • 22:06down the overnight admitted resident
  • 22:08to hear about my new
  • 22:09patient.
  • 22:10She is born in perpetual
  • 22:11dark bags on her eyes,
  • 22:12and she stares longingly at
  • 22:14the exit before sign and
  • 22:15launching into her presentation.
  • 22:18She starts.
  • 22:20Kevin is a black fifteen
  • 22:21year old man.
  • 22:23Hoping line hits me at
  • 22:25once, and I can't help
  • 22:26but wins,
  • 22:27knowing that the words fifteen
  • 22:28year old and man do
  • 22:30not ever belong in the
  • 22:31same sentence.
  • 22:32And if Kevin had identified
  • 22:34as anything other than black,
  • 22:36these words would not have
  • 22:37been carelessly strung together.
  • 22:39I'm reminded that the innocence
  • 22:41of childhood is not a
  • 22:42commodity afforded to black youth.
  • 22:45He's a big boy. He
  • 22:46must weigh more than three
  • 22:48hundred pounds.
  • 22:49I pray that other residents
  • 22:50do not catch me visibly
  • 22:52reacting to her words.
  • 22:53I try cutting out her
  • 22:54biased remarks to focus on
  • 22:56objective.
  • 22:58Still, even as I focus
  • 23:00on his chief concern,
  • 23:01history, and physical exam,
  • 23:03I'm not immune to her
  • 23:05biased remarks as a slither
  • 23:07pass the defenses I erected
  • 23:09in my mind,
  • 23:10painting a picture of my
  • 23:12patient so vivid that I
  • 23:14can almost trick myself into
  • 23:15believing that this fairly represented
  • 23:17him without once laying eyes
  • 23:19on him.
  • 23:20I knock on Kevin's door
  • 23:21and introduce myself as a
  • 23:22medical student on his team
  • 23:24that would be caring for
  • 23:25him.
  • 23:26His mom, who had spent
  • 23:27the night on a couch
  • 23:28in the most uncomfortable tucked
  • 23:29position known to humanity,
  • 23:31rises and crosses the room
  • 23:33to shake my hand, glanced
  • 23:34at her son with worry
  • 23:36as clear as day in
  • 23:37her eyes.
  • 23:38I spent a half an
  • 23:39hour talking to Kevin and
  • 23:40his mom, getting the history
  • 23:41from them rather than a
  • 23:43chart or a presentation.
  • 23:45I learned that Kevin is
  • 23:46his mom's best friend. He
  • 23:48enjoys playing video games, but
  • 23:50has not been able to
  • 23:51for the past couple of
  • 23:52days due to his debilitating
  • 23:54headache.
  • 23:55I learned that his mom
  • 23:56is concerned about being able
  • 23:58to travel between her home
  • 23:59and a hospital without a
  • 24:00car.
  • 24:02I learned that today is
  • 24:03his birthday.
  • 24:05During rounds, with the help
  • 24:06of my resident, I presented
  • 24:07from scratch highlighting important objective
  • 24:09information,
  • 24:10but also attempted to shape
  • 24:12and mold the team's perspective
  • 24:13of him free from biases.
  • 24:16A member of the team
  • 24:17cuts me off scoffing.
  • 24:18Well, I think his headache
  • 24:19can't be that bad. He
  • 24:21needs to stop moping and
  • 24:22get up. Probably hasn't done
  • 24:23that before.
  • 24:24The granola bar from this
  • 24:26morning turns uncomfortably in my
  • 24:27stomach.
  • 24:29A resident from a consulting
  • 24:30team agrees, stating that although
  • 24:32they recommended against surgical intervention
  • 24:34at this time, he should
  • 24:35stay NPO because he can
  • 24:37afford to skip a few
  • 24:38meals.
  • 24:40I bite my tongue so
  • 24:41hard. I bite I draw
  • 24:42blood.
  • 24:43I feel like my sanity
  • 24:44is slipping away as if
  • 24:46I'm the only one who
  • 24:46hears or sees the obvious.
  • 24:48I want to scream.
  • 24:50I want to cry.
  • 24:52I want
  • 24:53what I want
  • 24:55becomes irrelevant the moment I
  • 24:56find out that Kevin was
  • 24:57rushed into an emergency surgery.
  • 25:00The words, guess it was
  • 25:01more than a headache,
  • 25:02Sit bitter on my tongue
  • 25:03as I leave for the
  • 25:04day, driving home in complete
  • 25:06silence and reflecting on anything
  • 25:08and everything all at once.
  • 25:10Everyone remembers their white coat
  • 25:12ceremony.
  • 25:13The sounds of your family
  • 25:14cheering in the background despite
  • 25:15being asked to hold their
  • 25:16applause until the end.
  • 25:18The indescribable mixture of pride
  • 25:20and fear coursing through your
  • 25:21veins as you cross the
  • 25:22stage, praying that you don't
  • 25:24trip.
  • 25:25Sometimes I feel like instead
  • 25:26of receiving a white coat
  • 25:27during a ceremony, I donned
  • 25:29a black coat.
  • 25:30On one hand, I'm proud
  • 25:31of this hypothetical black coat
  • 25:33because it signifies the sacrifices
  • 25:35and hard fought battles
  • 25:37won by the giants whose
  • 25:38shoulders I stand upon today.
  • 25:40It signifies using my identity
  • 25:42to take the first steps
  • 25:43towards men in a relationship
  • 25:45between a black community and
  • 25:47a medical system
  • 25:48that they understandably mistrust given
  • 25:50its ugly history.
  • 25:52On the other hand, the
  • 25:53black coat is a physical
  • 25:54manifestation of my exhaustion.
  • 25:57My exhaustion of being tokenized
  • 25:58and exploited for unrecognized,
  • 26:00uncompensated
  • 26:01labor for a system that
  • 26:02would discard me at the
  • 26:03drop of a hat.
  • 26:05Tired.
  • 26:06Thank you.
  • 26:16Thank you so much for
  • 26:17sharing with us.
  • 26:18Incredibly powerful.
  • 26:23Our,
  • 26:25next honorable mention in the
  • 26:27prose category
  • 26:28is from Grace Lesser,
  • 26:31and her piece is entitled
  • 26:33the blind man and the
  • 26:34elephant.
  • 26:35She's also not able to
  • 26:36be here with us.
  • 26:38I'm gonna read an excerpt,
  • 26:45Which I hope you enjoy.
  • 26:52Patricia arrives at the birth
  • 26:54center flanked by the women
  • 26:55in her family on a
  • 26:56single motorcycle,
  • 26:58its headlamp flickering with every
  • 27:00bump of the dirt road.
  • 27:02I support her arm as
  • 27:03she slowly walks toward the
  • 27:05one room with the ultrasound
  • 27:07machine,
  • 27:07doubling over with every contraction
  • 27:09to drape her elbows on
  • 27:11her knees.
  • 27:13Inside the clinic room, she
  • 27:15knows to unwrap the bright
  • 27:17scarf from around her waist
  • 27:19and spread it across the
  • 27:20sticky black flow foam of
  • 27:22the hospital bed before she
  • 27:23lays down.
  • 27:25The room is silent,
  • 27:28but for the sound of
  • 27:29the ultrasound probe gliding through
  • 27:30gel, and I hold my
  • 27:32breath with her.
  • 27:34She faces away from the
  • 27:35ultrasound machine, choosing not to
  • 27:38arch her head to see
  • 27:39the screen or to study
  • 27:40her midwife's expression.
  • 27:42She stares up at the
  • 27:44cement ceiling.
  • 27:47As I observe Patricia, I'm
  • 27:49instantly the patient again myself,
  • 27:52gripping the foam of the
  • 27:53hospital bed beneath me, an
  • 27:55ultrasound probe digging from side
  • 27:56to side into my belly,
  • 27:59pushing my bladder towards my
  • 28:00back, searching for a sign.
  • 28:04I remember observing my midwife
  • 28:06fix her face to show
  • 28:08nothing as she studied the
  • 28:09ultrasound screen
  • 28:11and knowing it once what
  • 28:13my body had already recognized.
  • 28:17As Patricia's uterus came into
  • 28:19focus,
  • 28:20it too is contracting furiously
  • 28:22against a tiny sack, a
  • 28:24black and white film of
  • 28:25a body working so hard
  • 28:27to be free.
  • 28:28Her midwife is quiet for
  • 28:30a beat too long, and
  • 28:31I know Patricia knows now
  • 28:33too the universality
  • 28:35of loss.
  • 28:37Patricia takes a deep exhale.
  • 28:39Her grip surrenders.
  • 28:41The midwife confirms under her
  • 28:43breath,
  • 28:44no cardiac activity.
  • 28:50There is knowledge among Patricia's
  • 28:52people, the Akoli culture, that
  • 28:54elephants travel the same route
  • 28:56in their annual great migrations.
  • 28:59Generation
  • 29:00after generation, they stamp down
  • 29:02the same brush and dig
  • 29:03holes for water in the
  • 29:04same earthly scars.
  • 29:07They meander slowly,
  • 29:09calling on their cellular knowledge
  • 29:10to lead the way.
  • 29:12It's said that the female
  • 29:13elephant holds the family wisdom
  • 29:15across generations.
  • 29:18Her knowledge is intrinsic,
  • 29:20the way a spider knows
  • 29:21to swim spin a web.
  • 29:23The elephant's gestation period is
  • 29:25the longest of any mammal.
  • 29:27And when she goes into
  • 29:28labor after twenty two months,
  • 29:31her fellow female elephants circle
  • 29:33around,
  • 29:34matriarchal
  • 29:35protection
  • 29:36on all sides.
  • 29:37They know that birth is
  • 29:38sacred,
  • 29:39but not precious.
  • 29:41The delivery typically lasts just
  • 29:43a few minutes.
  • 29:44A primitive passing of the
  • 29:46planets.
  • 29:48I bring a tin cup
  • 29:50of water to Patricia's mouth
  • 29:51throughout the night. The muscular
  • 29:53twinge of my squat reminding
  • 29:55me each time that I
  • 29:56am not so separate from
  • 29:58her pain.
  • 29:59It's nearly dawn when I
  • 30:01lift the purple checkered blanket
  • 30:02from Patricia's abdomen to check
  • 30:04her bleeding, and I see
  • 30:06discs of rubbery clots spotting
  • 30:08the white pad. Her legs
  • 30:09streaked with blood.
  • 30:11Progress.
  • 30:14I gently wipe inside the
  • 30:16inside of her thigh with
  • 30:17a washcloth,
  • 30:18noting the tears balancing at
  • 30:20the corners of her eyelids.
  • 30:22The guttural sounds of labor
  • 30:24intensify from her body as
  • 30:26she writhes against the white
  • 30:27pad, which measures her loss,
  • 30:29the tarp scrunching beneath her.
  • 30:33I think back to my
  • 30:34own miscarriage,
  • 30:36the decisiveness of the clots
  • 30:38plopping into toilet water,
  • 30:40fiercely clenching my pelvic floor
  • 30:42to try to hold the
  • 30:43blood in,
  • 30:44my mind unable to stop
  • 30:45my body,
  • 30:47the cramping that overtook my
  • 30:49belly and my back,
  • 30:51my inability to push pain
  • 30:52back along its edge.
  • 30:54I noticed that I'm pulling
  • 30:55in my pelvic floor as
  • 30:57Patricia miscarries
  • 30:58my chest tight.
  • 31:01I know that at some
  • 31:02point in my training, I'll
  • 31:04be forced to self protect,
  • 31:06to separate myself from the
  • 31:07pain my patient feels,
  • 31:09to raise the height of
  • 31:10the hospital bed,
  • 31:12but not yet.
  • 31:14I'm still early in my
  • 31:15training, and I let my
  • 31:17body feel with her.
  • 31:19I allow the tears to
  • 31:20collect at the corners of
  • 31:21my eyes.
  • 31:24A midwife once told me
  • 31:26that working with patients can
  • 31:27be like the parable of
  • 31:28a blind man touching an
  • 31:30elephant.
  • 31:31You touch the tail of
  • 31:32the animal, and you think
  • 31:33the whole thing is the
  • 31:34tail.
  • 31:35You don't consider the rest
  • 31:36of the body.
  • 31:38Sitting with Patricia, I calculate
  • 31:40the time period between this
  • 31:42pregnancy
  • 31:42and her last miscarriage.
  • 31:45How little I know about
  • 31:47her inner mind, about the
  • 31:48grief or relief she may
  • 31:50feel,
  • 31:51the disappointment,
  • 31:53or the freedom.
  • 31:55I'm touching only part of
  • 31:56her, even as we share
  • 31:58the intimacy of this space,
  • 32:00inhaling the metallic smell of
  • 32:02her blood meeting air.
  • 32:05I think back on the
  • 32:06layers of my own emotions
  • 32:07when I found out I
  • 32:08was pregnant before I wasn't.
  • 32:11Stumbling from the toilet to
  • 32:13the shower, turning it on
  • 32:14the hottest temperature,
  • 32:16the initial naiveness of shock,
  • 32:18the panic that filled my
  • 32:20chest as I heaved into
  • 32:21the water that washed over
  • 32:22me.
  • 32:24Then the lightness of possibility
  • 32:25as I slowed my breath,
  • 32:27as my mind caught up
  • 32:28with my body.
  • 32:31I peek under Patricia's blanket
  • 32:33once more and see that
  • 32:35blood has pooled beneath her,
  • 32:37a tiny sack in the
  • 32:38middle.
  • 32:40With gloved hands, I tuck
  • 32:41my fingers under the jelly
  • 32:43of the placenta fit for
  • 32:44a doll, and I roll
  • 32:46it in my fingers,
  • 32:47making sure it's complete.
  • 32:50There's only one good outcome
  • 32:51here,
  • 32:52and it's full loss.
  • 32:54So I quantify,
  • 32:56I measure,
  • 32:57and we grieve.
  • 33:10Thank you to Grace for
  • 33:11sharing that with us.
  • 33:15We now have our last,
  • 33:17in the pros category, our
  • 33:20honorable mention for Mira Nair
  • 33:22with the blind man oh,
  • 33:24with returning. I'm so sorry.
  • 33:52Before I start,
  • 33:53whenever I read a book,
  • 33:56I always jump to the
  • 33:57acknowledgments
  • 33:58first because I kind of
  • 33:59love to see who people
  • 34:01appreciate along the way.
  • 34:02So I wanna do my
  • 34:04acknowledgments.
  • 34:05So thank you,
  • 34:07Samira. Thank you, Bailey. Thank
  • 34:09you, Ale. Thank you, Yu
  • 34:11Ching. Thank you, Elaine
  • 34:13for all coming out here
  • 34:14today to support me.
  • 34:16Okay.
  • 34:21Okay.
  • 34:23I did not come to
  • 34:25America to die, he had
  • 34:26decided.
  • 34:28Dad moved to New York
  • 34:29City for a new life.
  • 34:31Dad returned to a door
  • 34:32to die.
  • 34:34Nobody called for a doctor,
  • 34:35he shouts at me when
  • 34:36I reach my aunt's house
  • 34:38and find him heaving with
  • 34:39exhaustion
  • 34:40while watering the potted jasmines.
  • 34:43If you had planned to
  • 34:44take me back to New
  • 34:45York with you, no need
  • 34:47to try that with me.
  • 34:49After a week in a
  • 34:50door, I start to form
  • 34:52a routine that is somewhat
  • 34:53equal parts suitable to me
  • 34:55and unobtrusive to dad.
  • 34:57Wake up, Take a shower.
  • 35:00Help dad apply his cataract
  • 35:01eye drops.
  • 35:03Remind dad to eat something.
  • 35:05Hang around near the kitchen,
  • 35:06and occasionally help my aunt
  • 35:08with cutting the vegetables or
  • 35:10retrieving curry leaves from the
  • 35:11yard.
  • 35:12Beg dad to please try
  • 35:14to eat at least once
  • 35:15today.
  • 35:16Play with my nieces and
  • 35:17nephews when they return from
  • 35:19school.
  • 35:20Try to learn some malayalam
  • 35:21from my cousin when she
  • 35:22returns from work.
  • 35:24Take a plate of food
  • 35:25to dad's room after dinner
  • 35:27and watch as he eats
  • 35:28at least five bites.
  • 35:30Exactly five is what he
  • 35:32has agreed to, so that
  • 35:34he won't take his evening
  • 35:35medicine on an empty stomach.
  • 35:38I came here to spend
  • 35:39time with you, I told
  • 35:40him when I once tried
  • 35:42to organize a day trip
  • 35:43for us.
  • 35:44We haven't taken any day
  • 35:46trips so far.
  • 35:47Let a dying man relax
  • 35:49at least once in his
  • 35:50life, won't you? He responded.
  • 35:53One morning,
  • 35:54I change up my routine
  • 35:56and sit on the floor
  • 35:57in dad's room before he
  • 35:58has woken up. I watch
  • 36:00his belly rise slightly with
  • 36:01each breath, and I see
  • 36:03that the creases across his
  • 36:05forehead have grown shallower.
  • 36:08I assume he has pain.
  • 36:10He doesn't tell me that,
  • 36:11of course.
  • 36:13After a few minutes, perhaps
  • 36:14hearing me shift position,
  • 36:16he blinks awake.
  • 36:18Stop staring like you're trying
  • 36:20to memorize me, he says.
  • 36:22I'm not dead yet.
  • 36:25A couple weeks after that,
  • 36:27dad is no longer allowed
  • 36:28to lock his room when
  • 36:29he goes to take a
  • 36:30nap.
  • 36:31He aspirated while asleep, and
  • 36:33my uncle-in-law had to break
  • 36:34down the door when we
  • 36:35heard him wheezing.
  • 36:37I take a couple blankets
  • 36:38and a pillow to his
  • 36:39room to sleep on the
  • 36:41floor beside his bed overnight.
  • 36:43Want a front row seat
  • 36:45to the action,
  • 36:46he asks.
  • 36:48During the night, dad does
  • 36:50not sleep much, repeatedly waking
  • 36:52up gasping for air.
  • 36:54Sometimes when he does get
  • 36:55to sleep, I hear him
  • 36:57scream,
  • 36:58attempting to break through the
  • 36:59haze of a nightmare he
  • 37:00seems to be repeatedly having,
  • 37:03but he never wakes up
  • 37:04at these moments,
  • 37:05and I don't try to
  • 37:06wake him up.
  • 37:08Sometimes the doctors try to
  • 37:10involve me in their planning
  • 37:11when they learn that I
  • 37:12am one of them,
  • 37:14but dad shuts that down.
  • 37:16What does she know that
  • 37:17you or I cannot already
  • 37:19tell?
  • 37:20I'm on borrowed time.
  • 37:22I watch the start of
  • 37:23her life.
  • 37:24She's here to simply watch
  • 37:26the end of mine.
  • 37:28Our routines continue to settle
  • 37:30in only to have to
  • 37:31be wordlessly dismantled
  • 37:33and refitted
  • 37:34again and again.
  • 37:36I begin reading aloud the
  • 37:38newspaper in his room each
  • 37:39morning.
  • 37:40Dad stops watering the jasmine's
  • 37:42each evening, but insists that
  • 37:44now I must make sure
  • 37:45to see to this every
  • 37:46day.
  • 37:48One night, I awaken to
  • 37:49notice that he has not
  • 37:50even tried to sleep, but
  • 37:52is sitting in the rocking
  • 37:53chair watching me.
  • 37:56What are you looking at?
  • 37:57I ask.
  • 37:59My child, he says.
  • 38:01Who exactly is trying to
  • 38:03memorize the other? I think
  • 38:04to ask, but I don't.
  • 38:07Dad still enjoys walking, though.
  • 38:10By myself, not with you,
  • 38:12he has made clear.
  • 38:14But since he has fallen
  • 38:15a few times, even while
  • 38:16at home, I walk behind
  • 38:18him.
  • 38:19I leave about ten feet,
  • 38:20enough space so that he
  • 38:22doesn't have to hear me
  • 38:23breathing,
  • 38:24but not too much space
  • 38:25that I wouldn't be able
  • 38:26to sprint forward to catch
  • 38:27him if he started to
  • 38:28lurch backwards.
  • 38:30As we walk, I count
  • 38:31down the passing houses and
  • 38:33gates.
  • 38:34Here is where the nearest
  • 38:35doctor lives, faster to reach
  • 38:37by running than by car
  • 38:38from my aunt's house.
  • 38:40And a few houses further
  • 38:41down the road, you have
  • 38:42to be careful walking underneath
  • 38:44these mango trees since the
  • 38:46mongoose sometimes dislodges ripe fruit
  • 38:49that crashes onto the ground
  • 38:50if you're lucky or onto
  • 38:52your head if not.
  • 38:54Occasionally, dad stops,
  • 38:56his eyes closed, and he
  • 38:58leans on the nearest gate
  • 38:59or tree to steady himself
  • 39:01as his body shakes with
  • 39:02wheezing, the start of a
  • 39:04coughing spell.
  • 39:06These fits used to be
  • 39:07major events when I first
  • 39:08saw them happening, but now
  • 39:10they pass with that occasion.
  • 39:12The uncertainty of whether dad
  • 39:14will stop to regain his
  • 39:16breath has meshed with the
  • 39:17certainty that one day he
  • 39:19will not.
  • 39:21And now here is where
  • 39:22I ask him to start
  • 39:22winding down before he passes
  • 39:24out on the road,
  • 39:26something dad used to argue
  • 39:27about but now has quietly
  • 39:29accepted and incorporated
  • 39:32into his routine.
  • 39:33As dad turns and walks
  • 39:35back in my direction,
  • 39:37I am no longer confident
  • 39:38dad will always return when
  • 39:40he leaves.
  • 39:43Thank you.
  • 39:53Thank you so much.
  • 39:59As we,
  • 40:00come to the end of
  • 40:02the written word, I think
  • 40:03it's a good time just
  • 40:04to reflect on the range
  • 40:06and
  • 40:07impact of the stories that
  • 40:09we've heard,
  • 40:10and to point out the
  • 40:12range and impact of the
  • 40:14schools,
  • 40:15and learning programs from which
  • 40:17our winners come.
  • 40:19You can see them listed
  • 40:21here. We have the Yale
  • 40:23School of Nursing, School of
  • 40:24Medicine, physician assistant online program
  • 40:27and in person program,
  • 40:29the
  • 40:31as well as the school
  • 40:32of public health,
  • 40:34and,
  • 40:35the,
  • 40:36midwifery
  • 40:37track within the school of
  • 40:38nursing.
  • 40:40And
  • 40:41just to
  • 40:42reflect on
  • 40:44how
  • 40:45meaningful
  • 40:46bringing all of these
  • 40:48stories together from all of
  • 40:50these incredible learning,
  • 40:52and training environments.
  • 40:55And now we'll move on
  • 40:57to the art section, and
  • 41:00I will bring them up
  • 41:02on the screen as well
  • 41:03for our Zoom audience.
  • 41:07For first place
  • 41:09tied,
  • 41:09we have Kelly Dunn with
  • 41:12Food is Medicine.
  • 41:15Congratulations
  • 41:16to Kelly.
  • 41:22For first place,
  • 41:24also tied,
  • 41:26we have Reading Room by
  • 41:29Grace.
  • 41:30And I have a little,
  • 41:34info for you from Grace,
  • 41:36which I will read to
  • 41:37you.
  • 41:39She writes, I created reading
  • 41:41room toward the end of
  • 41:42my last year of medical
  • 41:43school, and it's inspired by
  • 41:45different learning environments in
  • 41:47my life. The composition of
  • 41:48trees is based loosely on
  • 41:50the architecture of the reading
  • 41:51room in Yale's Sterling Library,
  • 41:53where I did most of
  • 41:54my studying for preclinical classes
  • 41:56and board exams.
  • 41:59Since I was young, the
  • 42:00forests around my hometown
  • 42:02were where I felt most
  • 42:03grounded
  • 42:04and where I loved learning
  • 42:06about the world.
  • 42:07I've come to understand in
  • 42:09medical school the importance of
  • 42:10being as open minded in
  • 42:12my role as a physician
  • 42:13as I am when exploring
  • 42:15natural landscapes
  • 42:16and to find learning in
  • 42:17every context that the path
  • 42:19of residency training will take
  • 42:20me.
  • 42:22So congratulations to Grace.
  • 42:28And, again, congratulations to Grace
  • 42:30as the second prize winner,
  • 42:33with this work entitled Haven.
  • 42:37She writes again,
  • 42:39Haven started as a sketch
  • 42:40that I made in between
  • 42:41coffee shop chats with medical
  • 42:43school classmates during capstone.
  • 42:45During this pre graduation course,
  • 42:48what's brought me the most
  • 42:49fulfillment has been reflecting with
  • 42:50peers, some of whom are
  • 42:52close friends, and others
  • 42:54whom I have had I
  • 42:55have more recently reconnected with.
  • 42:57I wanted to dedicate this
  • 42:59piece to all the beautiful
  • 43:00friendships I've made throughout medical
  • 43:02school in New Haven.
  • 43:03I hope to extend the
  • 43:04compassion they've instilled in me
  • 43:06to my relationships with my
  • 43:07patients and myself
  • 43:09as I navigate the upcoming
  • 43:10challenges of residency and the
  • 43:12challenges of being human.
  • 43:15Thank you, Grace.
  • 43:23In third place,
  • 43:25we have Elise Rio with
  • 43:26Lost in Translation,
  • 43:28which is a wonderful,
  • 43:30piece of work of graphic
  • 43:32medicine.
  • 43:34Thank you, Elise.
  • 43:39I hope everyone has a
  • 43:40chance to read all the
  • 43:42captions, and I'll put it
  • 43:43back on the screen after
  • 43:44we show our
  • 43:46last piece, which is honorable
  • 43:48mention in the creative arts
  • 43:50category,
  • 43:51with the first incision
  • 43:53for comfort of the law.
  • 44:24Hi, everyone.
  • 44:25My name is Comfort Abua,
  • 44:26and I'm a first year
  • 44:27medical student.
  • 44:29And last fall, we started
  • 44:30anatomy.
  • 44:31And,
  • 44:32at the beginning of the
  • 44:33year, a lot of us
  • 44:34were kind
  • 44:36of experiencing a little bit
  • 44:37of tension. It was a
  • 44:38unique experience
  • 44:40of trying to navigate
  • 44:42seeing our donors as people
  • 44:45and, who live lives before
  • 44:47being on our tables
  • 44:48while also
  • 44:49having this desire to almost
  • 44:51shield ourselves from those emotions
  • 44:53and compartment compartmentalize
  • 44:55so that we could focus
  • 44:56on the technicality
  • 44:58of a dissection
  • 44:59of, you know, having straight
  • 45:00lines and,
  • 45:02anatomical landmarks.
  • 45:03And,
  • 45:04it's been
  • 45:05eight to ten months since
  • 45:07we started anatomy.
  • 45:09And we were just talking
  • 45:10earlier how we feel so
  • 45:11much more comfortable now with
  • 45:13the bodies. And anatomy is
  • 45:14actually my my favorite course
  • 45:16right now in our pre
  • 45:17clerkship season or, session.
  • 45:20And I want when I
  • 45:21heard about the,
  • 45:22competition,
  • 45:24I wanted to reflect on
  • 45:25where I started
  • 45:27and the mindset I was
  • 45:28in at the
  • 45:30time. So,
  • 45:31I actually took some inspiration
  • 45:32from last year's winners,
  • 45:34and I used,
  • 45:35oh, sorry.
  • 45:37I used, Dall e software
  • 45:39to,
  • 45:40create a sketch, and then
  • 45:41I worked in Adobe Photoshop
  • 45:42to actually generate the image.
  • 45:44So I use different,
  • 45:47I'm so sorry.
  • 45:50I use, different
  • 45:52brush features to try and
  • 45:53create,
  • 45:54brushstrokes that are similar to
  • 45:56a traditional impressionistic style and
  • 45:58give it some texture.
  • 46:00The image includes a gloved
  • 46:01hand,
  • 46:02holding a scalpel
  • 46:04and some, like, soft lighting
  • 46:06behind it to kind of,
  • 46:07capture the gravity of the
  • 46:08moment. And then I went
  • 46:10back and forth,
  • 46:12over, like, a month with
  • 46:13different versions of this, of
  • 46:14trying to decide if I
  • 46:15wanted to include parts of
  • 46:16the body or completely
  • 46:18obscure it. And I chose
  • 46:20to leave it out because
  • 46:21I felt that mimicked what
  • 46:22I was doing internally
  • 46:23of creating space and focusing
  • 46:25on the technicality of dissection
  • 46:27and not actually,
  • 46:29being in a place yet
  • 46:30where I can focus on
  • 46:31the person. And I'm so
  • 46:32thankful that I've been able
  • 46:34to grow and be able
  • 46:35to navigate those emotions,
  • 46:36at the same time.
  • 46:38Yeah. And I just wanna
  • 46:40thank everyone for showing up
  • 46:41today and for recognizing us,
  • 46:43and they're all our m
  • 46:44ones who showed up as
  • 46:45well.
  • 46:46Yeah. This is just really
  • 46:47great experience, and thank you.
  • 46:59Thank you so much. I
  • 47:00think it's a wonderful,
  • 47:02moment to end on of
  • 47:04reflecting on,
  • 47:06where we started. And I
  • 47:08hope maybe next year, we'll
  • 47:09see something about the patient
  • 47:12or the other features,
  • 47:14in the artwork.
  • 47:16And I'm
  • 47:17so glad to, that some
  • 47:19m ones are here because
  • 47:20you have many years here
  • 47:22and many years
  • 47:23potentially,
  • 47:25to participate in the context
  • 47:27contest,
  • 47:28partly as an excuse to
  • 47:30express yourself and partly as
  • 47:32an excuse to share with
  • 47:33everyone,
  • 47:34all of the wonderful art.
  • 47:36I wanna thank everyone,
  • 47:39who submitted,
  • 47:40art
  • 47:41and writing and poetry to
  • 47:44the contest.
  • 47:46It's really, really rewarding to
  • 47:48see,
  • 47:49just the incredible submissions, and,
  • 47:52the winners are a very
  • 47:54small fraction of
  • 47:57the incredible pieces that are
  • 47:59shared with us. So
  • 48:01anyone who submitted, I encourage
  • 48:02you to,
  • 48:04continue to take that work
  • 48:06and,
  • 48:06bring it to a wider
  • 48:07audience because I think it
  • 48:09is all deserving.
  • 48:11So thank you all so
  • 48:12much, and
  • 48:15we will,
  • 48:16take a picture altogether,
  • 48:19and
  • 48:20feel free to enjoy the
  • 48:22snacks and the eats. And
  • 48:24thank you again.