Carlos Enrique has experienced perhaps the greatest of all tragedies. Yet he chooses to see the world, and those in it, through a quite unexpected lens. I imagine this film portrait to point through the experience of such tragedy to the whereabouts of true wealth.

I shot this in El Salvador. It was unusual in that Carlos Enrique Araujo believed me to be a Journalist from London, and I knew near nothing about him. His daughter had arranged the filming as a legacy film. And, as became clear, as a total surprise.

I imagine the experience of what happened next to lend proof to the possibility that trust can exist without the need for time in which to prove worthy of it.

one same heartbeat