9:11

After a year in the U.S., I started noticing the clock showed 9:11 on display recurrently, becoming a frequent encounter. I found this recurrence strange since that numeric configuration is not an innocent one anymore.

Not the best kind of synchronicity possible, since it shows that emergency and disaster are permanently in our minds nowadays.

I began photographing these coincidences in August 2011. Only thirteen times did I react rapidly enough to capture my encounters on film. Since I moved back to Mexico, they stopped happening.