Stitching the World Back Together: Reflecting on 9/11
September 11, 2001, is a date forever etched into our collective consciousness. That morning, as I, like millions of people around the world, watched the devastation unfold in real-time, I felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness. We were in shock, experiencing the raw edges of fear and sorrow. As an artist, when words fail me, my hands take over. In the days that followed the attacks, I found myself gravitating towards materials I didn't typically use in my work—heavy watercolor paper and a needle threaded with red. The two pieces that emerged from that time were made from torn pieces of paper, stitched back together with red thread. It felt as though my ancestors were guiding me, as if they knew I needed this small, meditative task. It became a…
