The smoke poured in from the hallways. The fire below raged like a huge demon. <\/p>\n
They could die of smoke inhalation. They could die in the flames. They could die when the floor collapsed under their feet.<\/p>\n
Or they could be free.<\/p>\n
They made a choice. <\/p>\n
Perhaps for some there was a wild glimmer of hope, that in falling they could be seen and caught in a wide safety net. Perhaps a few believed that they would never feel the impact, would die of heart failure long before then.<\/p>\n
But I think that many of those who jumped that day made a beautiful, life-affirming choice.<\/p>\n
They chose to fly.<\/p>\n
In those long seconds that it takes for a human body to fall from a skyscraper, they had an open view of the water, the city, and the people on the ground who had made it out of the towers alive. <\/p>\n
They saw everything laid out before them at the moment they jumped, and felt it all around them as they rode through the air.<\/p>\n
They could roll, turn, spread their arms, kick their legs. <\/p>\n
They could think. <\/p>\n
They could breathe.<\/p>\n
They could fly.<\/p>\n
Those who watched the jumpers were horrified. Newspapers who ran the photo of the “falling man” were criticized. <\/p>\n
I was far away, in Tblisi, on an assignment to train journalists. I watched hours and hours of television all through that night, and the next night, and the next.<\/p>\n
Of all the images that I stared at, the people who jumped from the towers gave me the most.<\/p>\n
I never thought of their action as suicide. I saw people taking a grand opportunity to live life to the fullest, to the very last seconds. <\/p>\n
They were, to me, the epitome of freedom. They were human, they had free will, and they did what we all dream of doing.<\/p>\n
They flew.<\/p>\n
Twelve years later I began to draw bodies, naked, pure, in every posture, reaching, dancing, lifting, expanding.<\/p>\n
I did a series of sketches to show my fellow artists at a critique meeting, and asked them if the figures were flying or falling.<\/p>\n
On some figures they were sure they knew. On others, not so sure.<\/p>\n
In that place of ambiguity lives a painting, a whole series of paintings. <\/p>\n
I ask the universe to help me honor those people who flew, and help me make those paintings before I die.<\/p>\n
Today’s penny is a 2013, when I drew the first of Flying, Falling.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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