On September 11, 2001, for the first time I felt connected with fellow humans across the globe. There it was: an unmistakable ability to see myself in others and others in myself. Oddly, such collective pain and compassion has something incredibly hopeful about it. Being an artist, I went to work to preserve what I felt and give voice to the transformation that took place inside of me. I am sharing what I intended when choosing the visual images presented in this painting. The symbols, however, may (and perhaps should) have different meaning for you.
The young girl pays tribute to children in the world who lose their support system due to violence. The sculpture reminds us of innocent victims of crime and destruction and honors specifically the man and woman who, hand in hand, jumped to their deaths. They will never experience old age, yet their act seems to triumph over death and despair—thus the circular composition of this sculpture, the circle being a symbol of eternity in most cultures. I put the mask in to remind us of those who lost their lives; in the nineteenth century, it was a common practice to take a plaster cast of the dead in order to remember them. What some viewers will perceive as “ribbons” are the representations of bent metal pipes. When I went to Ground Zero right after the 9-11 disaster, I saw metal pipes as far as the eye could see.