Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
For anyone who was alive 11 years ago, it's impossible to let this day go by without taking a moment to reflect. We witnessed a mass murder... and we still don't really know who was responsible.
Last year on the tenth anniversary, I tried to do a thorough job of writing my experience. I was across the water in Brooklyn at the time, still pretty new to New York and overwhelmed by it all. The events on that day certainly changed the world, we've been at war since lest we forget. It was a very clear turning point, a loss of innocence for the country, and for me also. I felt myself inching further and further away from the mass reality of America.
* Pages from my sketchbook in 2001. And a photocopy of a picture I took of the buildings on fire from my window.
and a really good article on empathy for the losses that day.
"I am very proud to be a New Yorker, and many are proud to be Americans; but few, if any are proud to be human beings."