It is no surprise that the first place I went while in NYC was Ground Zero. St. Paul's Chapel, and the 9/11 Memorial Museum to be exact.
While, a beautiful place, I couldn't help feeling off. I am not sure if it was because there were SO many people there, and it was a church after all, and all of the noise? Or if it was because this spot of ground was where so many people died. I am not sure, I just expected it to be a peaceful place. Quiet, solemn.
When I got home and got my film scans back. The feeling of peace and solemnity finally came. It was as if I needed to capture those feelings inside myself to actually feel them. Which I think I did using my lens.