I live nearby the 9/11 site and heard the 1st plane go by my windows before impact. It was like hearing an old dive- bomber airplane heading straight down. The sun was shining not a cloud in the sky yet I felt the entire neighborhood go silent cold and gray. I was deeply affected and wrote a poem expressing my feelings of great sadness and fear. I made these individual panels printed in gray on a poly silk fabric which created shadows and had 4 different interiors of my father's clock- Stopped.

Enclosed is the poem I wrote:
"Moment In Time"
Walking slowly, the whirling blur of a distant movie
came into view
impending Danger threatened my Soul
Inexplicably, Reason left me. I could not See
Fear scaled to a higher octave
Time had Stopped
All that Was
was not.