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Weekly Photo Challenge: Layers

By Vladimir Brezina

This week’s Photo Challenge is Layers.

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At the 9/11 Memorial, Manhattan.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Change

By Vladimir Brezina

This week’s Photo Challenge is Change.

A place of great change, sudden and gradual, catastrophic and constructive, individual and collective, visible all around—

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—the 9/11 Memorial in Manhattan.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Geometry, Take Two

By Vladimir Brezina

This week’s Photo Challenge is Geometry.

9/11 Memorial and surrounding buildings, Manhattan. More photos and story are here.

Two other responses to the “Geometry” challenge are here and here.

Reflections

By Vladimir Brezina

WordPress has not yet posted a theme for this week’s Photo Challenge… So photo-bloggers addicted to a regular weekly Challenge have impatiently begun taking matters into their own hands. Over at her blog Where’s my backpack?, Ailsa has proposed a Photo Challenge of her own, which everyone is invited to join, with the theme of “Reflections“.

“Reflections” is a perfect theme for me. Kayaking, or just walking around after the rain as Ailsa did, inverted reflections in water are everywhere, often more intriguing and mysterious than the scenes reflected. I’ve already posted some of these water reflections here and here and here and here and here

But “Reflections” also brings to mind our recent visit to the 9/11 Memorial in Lower Manhattan. The surfaces of the memorial, and the glass walls of the towers now rising all around, are full of reverberating reflections: of each other, of the clouds, of the visitors, of memories…

More photos are here.
And my second take on “Reflections” is here.

In Memoriam

By Johna Till Johnson
Photos by Vladimir Brezina

The old World Trade Center…

It was the posters that finally made it real.

Everyone has a 9/11 story. Mine isn’t all that exceptional. I was in Midtown Manhattan that morning, preparing for a sales trip to New Jersey. I’d been awake since about 2 AM, working on a project for work.

… and the new World Trade Center

When the sirens first started, I didn’t think much of it. At least at first. But they kept going… and going… and going. Finally I looked out of the window and saw the column of smoke rising into the clear pale-blue air—and realized something serious was going on.

Then I turned on the TV and saw what everyone else did: the smoke, the helicopters, the collapse of the towers one by one.

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