I am a photographer and for three years during the mid-80’s the World Trade Towers were the focus of my camera. I lived in Soho, minutes away from the Towers by bicycle. I came to know the Towers from their base looking up, and from their tops looking down. I found locations in Brooklyn, a deserted street in Hoboken, on an old pier south of the Statue of Liberty built to load ammunition on ships headed to Europe during the Second World War. I viewed the Towers at dawn and dusk from Liberty State Park, from Stevens Point and from Weehawken, all in New Jersey, and from Brooklyn and Queens too. I became obsessed with them; perhaps it was their placement on the tip of Manhattan, or their pairing, like twins, the one mirror-imaging the other. Of course it was their height. Most of all it was their beauty, and their meaning to me as a New Yorker.

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