Monthly Archives: July 2009
I’ve just come back from shooting my first Swedish wedding, my body aches and I’m tired and weary. Would I be able to capture a Swedish wedding the same way I do Australian ones? Oh, the pressure. Well, I hope I did. I still haven’t edited any photos, but I had to show you this one.
I can’t even begin to tell you the magic of “kulning”, a local way of singing, but I can tell you the aussies at the wedding were all stunned. I’ve never seen so many semi-drunk people go quiet in a fraction of a second. It was like telling a Queenslander the bar just ran out of XXXX Gold. I heard some of them talking about it after the reception and they all felt like they had experienced something extraordinary.
And it truly was.
To understand this photo, you should read about kulning here and listen to this example:
You will see more of this wedding soon, but I just felt I had to upload this one as soon as possible. Please view it large for better detail.
I love going through the images the day after a wedding. I don’t really look at them on the day, a wedding is so fast-paced, there’s no time for me to look at what I have on my memory cards. So the day after is the first time I get to see the story unfold and it always amazes me how beautiful each and every wedding is. It’s not about tooting my own horn, I truly believe in the natural beauty of happy people. Most of the couples that book me worry about how they will look in their images. People generally don’t like having their photo taken, but it is my job to work around that.
I don’t book people because I think they look good in front of the camera, the wedding day does that to them. People forget I’m around and by the time the bride walks down the aisle I’m the last person in the world the bride and groom worry about, trust me.
I rock up and shoot.
Love is what makes the photos shine.
I really like this shot of Cassie getting ready. It’s simple and clean and yet you see the nerves on her face. She’s just hours away from walking down the aisle and she’s forgotten I’m even there. I don’t know exactly what she is thinking but I’ll have a guess.