June Huh wasn’t interested in mathematics until a chance encounter during his sixth year of college. Now his profound insights connecting combinatorics and geometry have led to math’s highest honor.
June Huh often finds himself lost. Every afternoon, he takes a long walk around Princeton University, where he’s a professor in the mathematics department. On this particular day in mid-May, he’s making his way through the woods around the nearby Institute for Advanced Study — “Just so you know,” he says as he considers a fork in the path ahead, “I don’t know where we are” — pausing every so often to point out the subtle movements of wildlife hiding beneath leaves or behind trees. Among the animals he spots over the next two hours of wandering are a pair of frogs, a red-crested bird, a turtle the size of a thimble, and a quick-footed fox, each given its own quiet moment of observation.
“I’m very good at finding stuff,” he says. “That’s one of my special abilities.”
Huh, 39, has now been awarded the Fields Medal, the highest honor in mathematics, for his ability to wander through mathematical landscapes and find just the right objects — objects that he then uses to get the seemingly disparate fields of geometry and combinatorics to talk to each other in new and exciting ways. Starting in graduate school, he has solved several major problems in combinatorics, forging a circuitous route by way of other branches of math to get to the heart of each proof. Every time, finding that path is akin to a “little miracle,” Huh said.
One might say the same of his path into mathematics itself: that it was characterized by much wandering and a series of small miracles. When he was younger, Huh had no desire to be a mathematician. He was indifferent to the subject, and he dropped out of high school to become a poet. It would take a chance encounter during his university years — and many moments of feeling lost — for him to find that mathematics held what he’d been looking for all along.
After reading the article - he gives off much of the Ramanujan and overall unconventional and enthusiastic neurodivergent vibes. And it makes me happy to read.
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LINK FEST: 2 AUG 2022
LINK FEST: 2 AUG 2022
Links that may or may not be related to gardens, food, travel, nature, or heterotopias and liminal spaces but probably are. Sources in parentheses.
article: Why 536 was ‘the worst year to be alive’ (Science/Ann Gibbons, 2018). A dimmed sun, widespread crop failure, cold summers, the plague — yeah, glum.
11-min video: One Breath Around The World (Vimeo/Les films engloutis). Underwater…
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i have this shadow doodle and other two drawings that are a little old and i never got to post them. Sharing this one to at least have some art posted this month
also bc i still like how this looks
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Juurikkasaari, Säynätsalo 13.06.24
📸 Eric Keinonen
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there's a certain comfort you get every time you read this scene. it portrays that no matter how bad of a situation you're in, there's always light at the end of the tunnel, shining bright. they went through 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 and came out (literally) stronger, shining brighter than ever. i love them so much.
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Okay, so I'm rereading RWRB again, and I mean, it's probably because I'm PMSing, but I am CRYING over June and Bea. Like, the big sisters. The willingness to fall on the sword for your younger sibling no matter the consequences for yourself. The unquestioning, relentless love, even when they're a shit. Losing sleep from worry about them and picking your nails raw when they're troubled and you can't help them.
It was subtle, but CMQ wrote big sister love so well and I am feeling EMOTIONS about it.
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feyd getting visibly turned on by paul was so fucking funny
went to the aemond targaryen school of unclefuckery and cousingetoffery
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