Sept. 11…watched the smoke rise off the Pentagon as I drove to work. Sept. 12…my dear friend, Ray Farkas (the man who taught me producing), and I arrived in Manhattan. 10pm in Times Square, not a single car on the street. And the smell. I’ll never forget the smell. Sept. 13…twelve hours of shooting around NY. This piece was the result.
the Twin Towers fell. We hear as New Yorkers try to make sense of their anger and understand the unimaginable. See the project at http://mediastorm.com/publication/new-york-reacts
Missing you today, Ray.Tweet