september the 11th, an artist-book-to-be

2001

September 11th

smoke
Not many know i did this; at dawn on September 12th, 2001, I rode a bike down to Ground Zero with my camera. The towers has collapsed less than a day before. Army and NYPD were there, but they were too stunned to stop us from walking right into the site.
I had never meant to dwell on this. It didn't feel right, until now.
In retrospect, I am realizing that after that day I was never again just a tourist wandering in the city.
shadow
I have not looked back into those images often. I had never meant to dwell on it. It didn’t feel right until now, 2017.
There was a lot of ash all over. By letting these out, I am preparing to work on artist book about destruction/construction cycles.
There was a lot of ash all over. By letting these out now that the times are ripe, I am preparing to work on artist book about destruction/construction cycles.
This was the last frame out of the three 35mm rolls I had with me: our feet. Caminante, no hay camino. El camino se hace al caminar.
This was the last frame out of the three 35mm rolls I had on me: our own feet. Caminante, no hay camino. El camino se hace al caminar.

 

 

 

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