Yesterday, I did a wedding shoot. Oh, yes I did. Six hours of running, fluffing dresses, tilting heads and arranging bodies. I made it home last night around 10:30, parched, completely exhausted...and hooked. It was like driving to 7th street and offering an addict a gallon sized baggie of crank. I loved it. Everywhere I looked there was a picture opportunity. A beautiful bride with a beautiful smile. A head over heels groom. Perfect sunshine for perfect light. A cute flower girl who wanted to show me her shoes and her curls and kept slipping into photos of the grown ups. A two year old in a tux with wedding cake all over his hands and face. And lots of happy, happy, smiling people. The conditions were perfect (thank you, Lord!). I couldn't stop snapping.
Truth be told, I was kind of scared. I am still a beginner. I'm still trying to master that darn aperture mess. The only reason I agreed to do it was because the couple's expectations were so low. Both had been married before and didn't want to spend hundreds or a few thousand dollars on a photographer. They simply wanted to record the day with a good camera and have one really good picture of the two of them to hang on the wall. That I could do. A good time was had by all, and I came home with tons of photos, most of which I think will make them happy, especially after a little cropping and PhotoShopping. It was hard work, and I'm not done yet, but man, what a rush. I can already tell it won't be long before I'll be looking for my next fix....and some extra equipment. Oy vey!
Grey winters day - I was feeling inspired by the snowstorm we had yesterday so I thought I'd go for a drive and take a few pictures. All images were taken in Seabrook, NH o...
3 years ago