I was reminded on the way in to work about the 9/11 attacks in 2001. I kind of forgot about that, but while in the car – all the memories came flooding back. What an interesting and somber morning that was. I remember my mom walking on the treadmill and I was getting ready for work, seeing the fire in the singular tower on the news and trying to figure out how in the hell that could have happened. Multiple floor fires, across the whole tower, and floors above and below not touched. Someone on the news mentioned that someone else (a bystander) saw a plane hit the tower. That made perfect sense as to what I was seeing. Sometime later, my stomach dropped when the news cameras were focused on the tower showing the damage and another plane hit the second tower. I was like, “oh shit”.
This weekend, I am going to try and work on my current watercolor (Chicago skyline from Lincoln Park lagoon) and begin setting up my desktop photography lab at home. Getting closer to creating my Czech Glass Gallery -photography section!
-Rat