Joan Kilpatrick

Airports are vast public places where we become entwined with the intimate emotional journeys of strangers. At Arrivals - excited voices welcome loved ones. At Departures - quiet weeping signals separation, sometimes forever. We're framed by security and surveillance. I'm frayed and pulled apart at this emotional Crossroads. In my imagination, red stairways mark difficult life journeys; cloudy skies shroud tear-drenched runways. I feel that I'm dissolving and uncertain as I take flight.