This was one strange shoot.
Knowing it was our last, I expected some sort of party atmosphere...
No such thing. It was quiet, sluggish, might I say sad?...
Toby had to jump from scene to scene catching up on missing material. Pretty demanding, considering that his scene partners were not present.
Later we popped a bottle of champagne (O.k... fizzy wine) and sat around taking turns fantasizing out loud about where we might be two years from now.
(I want to extend special thanks to my first photographer Kimberly Boldrini, who besides excellent photography, always brought her unique perspective on life to the set and offered up moments of reflection such as this one.)
Image: Kimberly Boldrini
