i don’t think i can just write a blog about a wedding i photographed out of the blue and not raise a few eyebrows. especially for those who have heard me say over and over again…no weddings for me!
i don’t have a really good answer overall. i have photographed a few over the past couple years. you know, favors. no real pressure. lots of fun actually. no script. no scouring the internet to see what i am supposed to photograph. just documenting the day as i saw it. everyone’s happy. still, i stayed clear of them overall. until my daughter’s wedding this past august. all of a sudden, it looked different. i wanted it all documented. her, him, them, the joy, the laughter, the tears, the details, her dress, the cake! two of my wonderful friends who also happen to be fabulous photographers {peggy and laura} captured the day perfectly for us. yes. i did have my camera and, yes, i did use it quite a bit. but when the ceremony started, i put it away…for the rest of the night. i wanted to see my daughter’s face with my own two eyes. not through a lens. it was a magical day and evening filled with joy and love…and, yes, i can relive it all through the pictures whenever i want. i already know this for sure, but it stirred something else. what if?
since then, i won’t lie, i’ve been curious. i have been second shooting with some awesome wedding photographers. i wanted to see what’s it’s really like. in the meantime, i said yes to two weddings. very quickly, i have a pretty clear idea of the kinds of weddings i like. not too different than how i see my world really. creative, hands on, family, uncomplicated, personal and full of meaning. every last little detail. if i can record those moments for someone else, then happiness for all. i think it can really be just that simple.
what does this mean? i’m not sure. i don’t like to label or be labeled. i like to make decisions as they come up. i like to feel a good fit. so for now, i am getting one amazing wedding ready for the blog and yesterday met with my june bride at her families farmhouse {where she was born…and even walked down to the creek where she played as a little girl} am i excited? i am. baby steps.
it’s all in the little moments.
by gina weathersby