I remember in 1994 there had already been one attempt to take down the WTCs. I was searched and scanned before I could get on the elevator.
I remember thinking to myself, what a ridiculous idea…anyone thinking they could bring down the WTC 1 or 2.... never mind both.
I remember passing Calder’s giant red stabile on the streets as we arrived.
I remember the absolutely huge, 35’ x 20’ tapestry by Miro’ in the lobby of 2 World Trade Center.
I remember the severe contrasting scale of the art, the buildings and the teams of people that were perfectly comfortable and at home, living and working in their presence. The awkward balance of size and scale was beyond breath taking!
I remember how high up in the air I was, how exposed I felt, but how much I could see from such an amazing advantage.
I had forgotten how spectacular that day was!
I remember the day they came down, thinking to myself, this cannot be real. I was tucked safely in my own studio, and still felt an overwhelming, paralyzing and terrifying fear.
.....a fear that took over every one of my magnificent memories and the absolute awe of The World Trade Centers, the feelings, the people and the art
"Auld Lang Sine" Maira Campbell