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Mark D Phillips companion book to the exhibit during Gowanus Open Studio Tour 2018, with over 50 images from his documentary project.
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October 28, 2025, is the 30th anniversary of Jay Cochrane’s Great China Skywalk high above the Yangtze River traversing Qutang Gorge, China. Jay’s photograph standing on the wire, one foot raised to his knee and one arm raised in salute, smiling, with Qutang Gorge beneath him, is a testament to his ability and showmanship.
Humans in space. Most can name the first astronaut or the first man on the moon. How many of us remember the name of the ships that carried them to space? We remember Friendship-7 and “The Eagle has landed” on the moon. For me, eight other names were burned into my memory because of one of my photographs. The ship was Challenger and the names were Michael J. Smith, Francis R. “Dick” Scobee, Ronald E. McNair, Ellison S. Onizuka, Gregory B. Jarvis, Judith A. Resnik, and Christa McAuliffe.
We never say the date. We don’t have to. It has joined the ranks of “Dates which will live in Infamy.”
I always loved the Twin Towers. Their box shapes dominated the skylinewherever you were. If you were lost in the West Village, you would just look for them and know that was south. They were comforting. They weren’t the prettiest buildings architecturally, but they were grand. And when the sun hit them just right, they were twin pillars of gold.
The only reason I was home on September 11, 2001, was for a happy occasion. Andrea, Eliza and I were all going together as a family to Eliza’s first day of preschool. We were up early, we were excited, and we had no idea what was really in store for us on that day.
It began with a shout from the living room. “Mark, come see this now!” my wife Andrea shouted. We thought a small plane had crashed, accidentally, into the World Trade Center. Everyone did – at first. I picked up my camera and climbed to the roof of my Brooklyn apartment house in time to see this was a much bigger story than I’d ever imagined. Then my camera captured an image that will haunt me for the rest of my life.
It is the face of Satan.