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CORRIDOR 9, ISLAND 3
There was a palpable sense of collaboration with an unknown force when I made this photograph. Red afternoon sunlight created an aura at the end of the corridor unlike any light I have ever seen. I returned several times, but this light never reap-peared. It was eerie to realize everything in shadow on the left side was green, thriving and alive, while everything on the other side, glowing with white light, was dead. This photograph is an apt metaphor for the life and death that passed through this hospital so long ago.
Corridor 9 was in fact the spinal cord of the south side.
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