New York City Hall, 9/11/2011
September 12th, 2011 § 0 comments § permalink
Concert for New York
September 11th, 2011 § 1 comment § permalink
Avery Fisher Hall at Lincoln Center
The L train is not running this weekend, so I walked west across 14th Street instead of catching the train. It took a few blocks for me to realize that I was retracing, backwards, the journey my sister and I took on 9/11. It hit me when I passed Beth Israel Hospital. I can still bring to mind the image of men and women in scrubs, face masks pulled low on their faces, waiting for the injured to arrive.
This anniversary brings with it some reliving of the events of 2001, and while it is painful to revisit these memories there is some cathartic release in this visit. » Read the rest of this entry «
New York City remembers.
September 11th, 2011 § 0 comments § permalink
9/11 Memorial at Engine Company 3, 7th Battalion, built by a retired firefighter.
Shrine outside Engine Co. 3, 7th Battalion.
The Jar Project is headed back to NY.
September 5th, 2011 § 3 comments § permalink
The Jar Project, September 2002, Williamsburg Art & Historical Center, Brooklyn, NY
When the first plane hit the World Trade Center on 9/11/01 I was in a closet in a public elementary school in Central Harlem (PS 161), preparing for the art class I would teach later that day. Abby, the dance teacher, was prepping in the room next door. She let me know what had happened. We thought it was an accident.
We went into her classroom to listen to the radio coverage. A second plane hit. We knew it wasn’t an accident. » Read the rest of this entry «
The dissertation is done. But I’m not.
September 3rd, 2011 § 0 comments § permalink
The National 9/11 Memorial (still under construction) lights up at dusk, August 4, 2011.
You may have noticed I’ve been away from this blog for a while. Well, at some point I realized that I could not work full-time, blog regularly and still meet my dissertation deadline. I decided to put all of my writing energy into completing the Ph.D. It worked.
I finished in June and took a few months to adjust (and by this I mean reconnect with the family and friends I’ve neglected over the past 5 1/2 years). I felt like I was at a point where I had reached a definite marker. Either the project could end with the dissertation or it could continue. Despite my best efforts to let this project lie still for a while, I can’t help but continue. It’s like a magnetic pull. I just can’t stop thinking about it. » Read the rest of this entry «