9/11/11: Ten years later...

Today I bawled... The 9/11/01 Memorial at Wash U was moving... The phone calls between dispatchers and victims I listened to the other night moved me... and made me ill.

I felt moved to make something. I didn't have time to finish... The outer stripes were supposed to be red, white, and blue.

I wanted to somehow show that I remember... where I was when I heard... the feelings of panic... The moment is embedded in my head forever. And youtube has immortalized the media frenzy that ensued. It was just... horrific. Words can't capture it. I was just a little girl at the time, but I remember thinking that the world would never be the same. I could just tell.

I remember the tragic stories, the heroic actions of civilians and first responders of all types. And I appreciate that the inhumanity of the terrorists brought about so much unification in America. Even if only ephemeral. I am not sure I will ever see such public patriotism and neighborliness again in all of my life. I hope if I do that it is not brought about by terror...

The black of the piece I made is to represent the gravity of what happened that day... The white light behind is to represent a sort of heavenliness about the towers, and the red, white, and blue will represent the overwhelming patriotism that the event brought about.

Bow Love,

Bow Girl