I'm Eduardo Vega Colon and rather than talk about myself in the third person let me be real and direct.
I take pictures and write and, sometimes, create the occasional DJ set because I want to be able
to say of myself that I'm photographer, writer, and electronic musician.
The time for identifying myself as a disabled veteran of the first Gulf War has passed.
The time for identifying myself as a man who used to be a technology consultant has passed.
The time for identifying myself as someone who survived and struggled in the aftermath of 9/11 has passed.
I am my experience but not my pain and I am not a victim.
Before it all I was a teenager with a love of photojournalism and carried my Nikon FM2 everywhere I went.
Before it all I shared my poems at open mic readings throughout New York City's Lower East Side and afterwards I'd dance all night long to house music and sometimes be asked to DJ until the sun would rise.
I'd been broken once before, after the Gulf War, but all those things were the gold that had joined back together the pieces of my broken spirit and in the years after 9/11 I realized I needed to do the same, again.
Before it all I had a girlfriend who'd whenever I'd wake up screaming at night she'd read to me poems by Pablo Neruda, Rumi, and anything else that showed me through the song of words the beauty in life. She also had read to me the 2nd Chorus from Jack Kerouac's Mexico City Blues.