Ghosts of Freshman past

The other day, on a whim, I decided to google myself. I was not surprised when the various social networking sites I use showed up first. However, after going back a few pages, I came across a blog from my freshman year of college. Although the blog was an academic assignment required by all freshman, I found that my young, naive, freshman thoughts still hold enough of a stylistic value to be shared on my older-and-wiser blog. Who needs time machines when you have the internet?

Palmer museum of art

By SARAH ELIZABETH PERRONE on September 23, 2009 12:28 AM | 0 Comments | 0 TrackBacks

Sure, Penn State is famous for it's legendary football team and pristine athletics department, but it also can boast in the subject of fine arts. When walking down Curtin Road, one can see the lion paw sculptures standing before a building that appears to sport whiskers on its doorhandles. That building is the Palmer Museum of Art. The museum is home to 11 galleries, an auditorium, and even a garden. At the Palmer Museum, one can find artists from Philadelphia all the way to Asia. Even though it's just a university based museum does not mean it is inadequate in terms of art pieces.

It's refreshing to see such a sophisticated and well put-together musuem, and it certainly does not hurt that the museum is on campus grounds. Students can enjoy the temporary exhibits as well as revel in the beauty of the permanent collection. Either way, the Palmer Museum of art provides a great source for art critics and admirers alike to flock and enjoy art. Although the Museum closes at 4:30 every day (except on Sundays when it closes at 4:00), that is still plenty of time for everyone, from the football player to the english literarture major, to come in and indulge his or her inner art historian.

While that was just a snippet of my former eighteen year old self, the rest can be found here. Oh, the memories.