"Resilience" - images from Sudan, China, India, Europe, & E and W Coasts of US, spanning over 4 decades of travel, in black & white silver prints, & color canvases.
Learning Resilience through Travel
Whenever people ask me what I think of my travel experience, one word will inevitably jump into my mind: resilience.
I am always fascinated with the word resilience. I witnessed such a quiet resilience firsthand from my 1969’s maiden trip to Finland as an exchange student; from the eyes of my Great Uncle Elias in Crete in the 1970s, from long queues before grocery stores in the Eastern Bloc countries; from scantily clad men along the Nile; from the people in Calcutta, and the Philippines, and from eagerness in the East, North and South of China before the floodgates were thrown open in the 1990s.
Lately, I have been travelling to New York quite regularly, due to business and family reasons. The bicoastal journeys have enabled me to experience another side of New Yorkers: they are not only forever rushing, but are surprisingly resilient, particularly since 9/11.
In May, 2013, this awareness hit home when I was standing on American Veterans Memorial Pier, watching as the crowning piece was being installed at One World Trade Center, reaching 1776 feet. Right next to me, an ordinary guy called J. J. was narrating how his firefighter brother fought alongside his fallen comrades after the Twin Towers were hit. According to him, the memory is simply too painful for the brother to bear even to this day. That was why he made a special trip that day to commemorate the final installation, for his brother and himself.
Before J. J. hardly finished his personal narrative, my hostess told me that she and many Brooklyn locals were standing right here on the pier watching the fire for hours, while anxiously awaiting their children to come back from their city schools. “Run, run forward and don’t look back,†was the advice of patrolling policemen to those scared kids on their way to safety.
A dozen years have elapsed since 2001: New Yorkers have survived and shown the true meaning of resilience in the face of terrorist attack, Wall Street crises and Hurricanes Irene and Sandy. As a witness, I hope I have managed to capture to a certain degree such a spirit in today’s show.
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Learning Resilience through Travel
Whenever people ask me what I think of my travel experience, one word will inevitably jump into my mind: resilience.
I am always fascinated with the word resilience. I witnessed such a quiet resilience firsthand from my 1969’s maiden trip to Finland as an exchange student; from the eyes of my Great Uncle Elias in Crete in the 1970s, from long queues before grocery stores in the Eastern Bloc countries; from scantily clad men along the Nile; from the people in Calcutta, and the Philippines, and from eagerness in the East, North and South of China before the floodgates were thrown open in the 1990s.
Lately, I have been travelling to New York quite regularly, due to business and family reasons. The bicoastal journeys have enabled me to experience another side of New Yorkers: they are not only forever rushing, but are surprisingly resilient, particularly since 9/11.
In May, 2013, this awareness hit home when I was standing on American Veterans Memorial Pier, watching as the crowning piece was being installed at One World Trade Center, reaching 1776 feet. Right next to me, an ordinary guy called J. J. was narrating how his firefighter brother fought alongside his fallen comrades after the Twin Towers were hit. According to him, the memory is simply too painful for the brother to bear even to this day. That was why he made a special trip that day to commemorate the final installation, for his brother and himself.
Before J. J. hardly finished his personal narrative, my hostess told me that she and many Brooklyn locals were standing right here on the pier watching the fire for hours, while anxiously awaiting their children to come back from their city schools. “Run, run forward and don’t look back,†was the advice of patrolling policemen to those scared kids on their way to safety.
A dozen years have elapsed since 2001: New Yorkers have survived and shown the true meaning of resilience in the face of terrorist attack, Wall Street crises and Hurricanes Irene and Sandy. As a witness, I hope I have managed to capture to a certain degree such a spirit in today’s show.
"Resilience" - images from Sudan, China, India, Europe, & E and W Coasts of US, spanning over 4 decades of travel, in black & white silver prints, & color canvases.
Learning Resilience through Travel
Whenever people ask me what I think of my travel experience, one word will inevitably jump into my mind: resilience.
I am always fascinated with the word resilience. I witnessed such a quiet resilience firsthand from my 1969’s maiden trip to Finland as an exchange student; from the eyes of my Great Uncle Elias in Crete in the 1970s, from long queues before grocery stores in the Eastern Bloc countries; from scantily clad men along the Nile; from the people in Calcutta, and the Philippines, and from eagerness in the East, North and South of China before the floodgates were thrown open in the 1990s.
Lately, I have been travelling to New York quite regularly, due to business and family reasons. The bicoastal journeys have enabled me to experience another side of New Yorkers: they are not only forever rushing, but are surprisingly resilient, particularly since 9/11.
In May, 2013, this awareness hit home when I was standing on American Veterans Memorial Pier, watching as the crowning piece was being installed at One World Trade Center, reaching 1776 feet. Right next to me, an ordinary guy called J. J. was narrating how his firefighter brother fought alongside his fallen comrades after the Twin Towers were hit. According to him, the memory is simply too painful for the brother to bear even to this day. That was why he made a special trip that day to commemorate the final installation, for his brother and himself.
Before J. J. hardly finished his personal narrative, my hostess told me that she and many Brooklyn locals were standing right here on the pier watching the fire for hours, while anxiously awaiting their children to come back from their city schools. “Run, run forward and don’t look back,†was the advice of patrolling policemen to those scared kids on their way to safety.
A dozen years have elapsed since 2001: New Yorkers have survived and shown the true meaning of resilience in the face of terrorist attack, Wall Street crises and Hurricanes Irene and Sandy. As a witness, I hope I have managed to capture to a certain degree such a spirit in today’s show.
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Learning Resilience through Travel
Whenever people ask me what I think of my travel experience, one word will inevitably jump into my mind: resilience.
I am always fascinated with the word resilience. I witnessed such a quiet resilience firsthand from my 1969’s maiden trip to Finland as an exchange student; from the eyes of my Great Uncle Elias in Crete in the 1970s, from long queues before grocery stores in the Eastern Bloc countries; from scantily clad men along the Nile; from the people in Calcutta, and the Philippines, and from eagerness in the East, North and South of China before the floodgates were thrown open in the 1990s.
Lately, I have been travelling to New York quite regularly, due to business and family reasons. The bicoastal journeys have enabled me to experience another side of New Yorkers: they are not only forever rushing, but are surprisingly resilient, particularly since 9/11.
In May, 2013, this awareness hit home when I was standing on American Veterans Memorial Pier, watching as the crowning piece was being installed at One World Trade Center, reaching 1776 feet. Right next to me, an ordinary guy called J. J. was narrating how his firefighter brother fought alongside his fallen comrades after the Twin Towers were hit. According to him, the memory is simply too painful for the brother to bear even to this day. That was why he made a special trip that day to commemorate the final installation, for his brother and himself.
Before J. J. hardly finished his personal narrative, my hostess told me that she and many Brooklyn locals were standing right here on the pier watching the fire for hours, while anxiously awaiting their children to come back from their city schools. “Run, run forward and don’t look back,†was the advice of patrolling policemen to those scared kids on their way to safety.
A dozen years have elapsed since 2001: New Yorkers have survived and shown the true meaning of resilience in the face of terrorist attack, Wall Street crises and Hurricanes Irene and Sandy. As a witness, I hope I have managed to capture to a certain degree such a spirit in today’s show.
show less
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