On May 18th, I found myself standing with my best friend. We’ve stood together many times before, but that day was special. It was our wedding day.
It had been about 10 years since we had first met. It was at work, and we instantly became friends. It took years of highs and lows, but it was at a friend’s wedding we shot that I knew I wanted to marry her. And eventually, there we were. It was a small affair, just our parents and us, but it was just how it should be. Simple and straightforward.
When she arrived with her parents, and stepped out of their car, she looked incredible. A pink Ralph Lauren dress with some white Tom’s wedges, and vintage pink button ear rings. The smile on her face was bigger than I ever saw before. From what she told me, my smile was just as big as her’s. After a short ceremony, and rings on our fingers, it was official, she was my bride.
During the ceremony, my mom snapped some pictures, and when it came to the group shots, a tripod and remote was all we needed. After a lunch with our parents, it was off to Lancaster County to do some of our wedding pictures. A thunderstorm was on its way, so time was limited. We threw our bikes on the rack and drove a few minutes away to a spot out in the country. We had some ideas of some shots we wanted to get, and improvised a little too. Again, we set up the tripod and remote, and I framed up the shot with Vee in place. Once I was happy, and traffic was clear, I jumped into place on my trusty Boone, and what we created was great. It was us, plain and simple.
I had a feeling it was time to call it a day. Just as I folded up the tripod with camera still attached, the skies started to drip. I tried to hurry, but as if on queue once the camera was inside the car, it started pouring. At that point, still in my pants, vest, and bow tie, I was soaked. By time we arrived home, we were back ahead of the storm, and unloaded.
We still have more pictures to take, and we will continue to take them for many years to come. Your wedding is just one day, but the rest of our lives is forever.
I can’t believe I didn’t post this sooner. I was looking through some pictures and realized I never posted it. So here it is.
First off, I’m not a wedding photographer. It’s just not what I’m into. It’s not that I don’t like weddings, but I don’t want to have to deal with most brides. There have been two couples I have made an exception for, Dina and Tim Jackson, and Matt and Melinda Dishart. For Dina and Timmy’s wedding, I wasn’t even really an official photographer, but I happened to bring my camera with, and ended up taking some of their favorite pictures of the night. Matt and Melinda were a little different. Matt is the president of the cycling team I belong to, and when the first lady of the Empire asks you to shoot their wedding, you do it. All kidding aside, Matt and Melinda are a great couple, and I was honored to share the photography duties with her sister-in-law, Kathy on their big day.
I’ll admit, I was a bit apprehensive about shooting the wedding. I’m not a fan of staging people and taking their pictures, and I knew there were going to be a lot of wedding-type shots that they would want, and I just wouldn’t think of. That is where Kathy came in, and was a HUGE help. She did most of the staging, and took those wedding shots that I missed. As a team, I think we did a pretty good job. I also had another opportunity to shoot at The Black Comb as the groomsmen all got shaves before the wedding.
I also have to thank my lovely assistant for all of her help. Along with providing my photography services, we also brought the sound system for the wedding, and my lovely assistant did a great job hitting the queues for the music. It was also her encouragement that made me see it was just like any other shoot, except you might have some times where you can retake the shot to get what you want.
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