i'd seen it before --as a life-long tri-state area resident, JFK was one of the airports of my childhood, though i couldn't remember exactly when or why i'd been there (i had to confer with my mom and her uncanny memory). i only remembered white and windows and neat seats. (i got that part right.)
it was a wonder to sit in and circle the space again, especially in the clean daylight. you really have a sense of soaring, of being uplifted.
i'd dreamed about what it would be like to have special access to the terminal, to try to achieve what other photographers have. but i actually liked being with the crowds on sunday. you could see how the design could function as a social space, how and where people could gather and wander and observe each other. there was a giddiness to the afternoon-- everyone so much in awe of the space, so happy for the opportunity to be there.
with the people there, you could better envision how it might work as a commercial space for this century. (maybe not so effectively, except as a hub for a private airline?) the space is wide, but shallow. i kept thinking, where could they put all the people?
and yet....
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all photos taken october 16, 2011
all photos taken october 16, 2011
© anita aguilar