Infamy is a sad state in which to find a specific date in history. Most dates marked with remembrance are of celebration and referred to as holidays. What do you call a day of remembrance such as 9/11? It's a bizarro, bastardized version of a holiday. We share recollections of where we were when the towers fell in a testimony to how time stopped in shock. America (and much of the world) was glued to their television screens in an Orwellian trance. Five years ago, I wrote of Living in a Society of Fear for the 10th Anniversary of 9/11 (anniversary...another term which doesn't lend itself to define the occasion). This year, I created a drawing from a different place- a place of finding peace. In remembrance of tragedy, let us not be driven by fear. Let us also learn from our mistakes- decisions as a nation made in rage and retaliation. It is a turbulent world in which we live. We first have to find our inner peace then learn to share the space we live in. This is the only world we have.
|(Inks on Toned Paper - 9/11/16)|