This is an important thing to me. To gather the right words for this story. This was an important wedding to me, to be at, to photograph. Not to diminish how much I give myself to every wedding that I photograph but there is a particular story to this, one which requires words to relate while the images relate the beat and pattern of the day in their own essential way.
I felt as though I were a bridesmaid of sorts myself on Hana & Doug’s wedding day. Bridesmaids and groomsmen serve an important function in lending support, practical and emotional, to a couple. I was there to perform a particular role, that of documenting the story of the day in images. That I did. I thoroughly enjoyed the role. I always do. I was made to feel though that the value of my presence was intrinsically as important as the value that would be brought to bear in the images that I would produce. That, to me, was a very big thing.
I first met Hana some four years earlier. She was a bridesmaid to Sarah, when Sarah married Jon. Hana exuded a powerful sense of loyalty towards and protectiveness over Sarah. I found her energy a little intimidating. At first :~) After that wedding Hana started to share my work with her friends and colleagues; not just that from Sarah & Jon’s wedding but others that I photographed and blogged subsequently. We followed each other on Twitter. I spotted her tweet to a colleague, excited that I’d blogged a new wedding. That, to me, was a very big thing. Another of her colleagues, Natasha, booked me to photograph her and Sam’s wedding the year after Sarah & Jon’s. That, to me, was a very big thing. A lot of big things adding up. This was an important thing to me.
I next met Hana a couple of years later, at Nic & Curt’s wedding. Nic had also been a bridesmaid to Sarah. The three of them, Hana, Nic and Sarah, have been best of friends and thick as thieves since being knee high to a grasshopper. Or maybe it was from the age of seven or thereabouts. In the immediate lead up to Nic & Curt’s wedding I’d corresponded with Hana on the subject of appropriate colours for nail varnish at such events. A colleague of her’s had insisted that a certain colour was inappropriate, for certain reasons. I sent Hana a picture or two of the apparently inappropriate colour used to perfectly appropriate effect on sets of nails at weddings I’d photographed. She painted her nails a different colour that day anyway but I’d enjoyed the collusion all the same.
And it was at Nic & Curt’s wedding that I met Doug, which made for a great pleasure. He was there with Hana. Late into the evening Doug engaged me in conversation about my work. Hana had been showing it to him with some enthusiasm. That, to me, was a very big thing. Doug related to me what he understood from my work, what he understood about the underlying rationale of what I did, certain things that underscore the surface nature of the imagery alone. He clarified for me a number of things that I am largely unconscious of as I go about doing what I do. When I mentioned to Doug – on meeting up with he and Hana in the run up to their wedding – how much I’d appreciated his insights on that occasion, he told me that his recollection of what he’d said wasn’t at all clear but… in vino veritas, I say. Come to think of it I’m not at all certain I say that too often but erudite minds have a way of soaring gracefully in such conditions and it was a great pleasure to meet Doug’s mind and to find another character of value.
Almost a year after Nic & Curt’s wedding I received an email from Hana, then on holiday in Spain with Doug. He had proposed to her the previous day and she had accepted. They wanted to know if I had any dates free for the following year.
That, to me…
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