Blue Sky Mourning

Around nine o’clock on September 11th I was standing before the TV, paralyzed by fear and disbelief, tears streaming down my face. With my painting table nearby, through my grief I finally noticed, amid all the horror, that beautiful September blue sky I loved so well. I cried out to myself, ‘I know that color! I can paint that sky! Thus “Blue Sky Mourning” was birthed.