On a Clear Day: An Introduction by Brian Byrd
Twenty-five years is long enough for memory to erode, and the painful memories go first, not because they matter least but because they hurt most. That forgetting is a kind of mercy, but a catastrophe remembered without context hardens into ritual, its meaning fading even as its impact endures. As photographers, our instinct is to run toward danger and document it, so that no one can deny what happened. What follows are the recollections of those who captured the events on September 11, 2001.
