Bombarded with videos and readings, the photos
and the displays, I found the Hall of remembrance
bright and quiet. . .almost too light and silent...if
that makes sense? The abrupt change did not
give me enough time for my eyes to adjust and
my body to adjust to all this space.
I head over to the main space now and can't
help but notice the shadows cast on the brick
wall. Not so light and airy as the Hall I just
came from, the heavy and twisted ceiling
allow me to connect to the sky but simultaneously
reminds me I am on this side of the metal,
grounded.
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