Somewhere deeper than my spleen, I have a fancy for cool prose. Not necessarily the syntax or capitalization or anything that shows that a writer can merely follow the rules. I just really like a creative, engaging string of words and I admire people who make such strings. Since grade 8 I knew that I’d be a writer, but it wasn’t until I was a photojournalist in my 30’s that it dawned on me that I actually have very little talent for it, and also, it frustrates me. I’m more of a consumer of words than a producer. On rare occasions I can do a little word ditty, sort of.
The DELIGHT, then, of our email exchange between Sophie & Sam can hardly be exaggerated. It all started with “Dear You Guys”. As the email exchange grew longer, stretching over seasons (they live in NYC), I knew that somewhere deeper than my fancy for cool prose, I wanted to shoot their wedding. I knew it would challenge me because their unique and charming emails surely pointed toward a unique and charming couple, and I wanted to capture all this as thoroughly as possible.
Rather than ramble on, here are a few of those emails:
Dear You Guys,
Hi! My name is Sophie and I am looking for a wedding photographer for this coming Aug 2015. I got your website information from my mom who in turn got it from Evyeneia of Foxy Moon.
My fiancé (Sam) and I just took a look at your website and really like what we saw! I would love to get a quote from you guys if possible!
The wedding is on Aug. 12 2015 at Oceanstone Resort in Indian Harbour, just outside Peggy’s Cove.
Hope to hear from you soon!
P.S. Sam and I are coming to Halifax this month to spend the holidays and will be around for a couple weeks, if an in person meeting is a thing we could do.
****Sophie’s Email, responding to our confirmation that we’d received their contract in the mail****
Wasn’t that a movie from the nineties? “Lost in the mail”
Where the main character is a washed up ex mail carrier who spends his days writing love letters to himself and pretending that they are from a secret admirer just so that he can talk To the pretty mail carrier when she delivers his mail. Then Of course he falls in love with her but it’s an unrequited love and like any unrequited love in a classic nineties rom com, after a bevy of somewha slapstick attempts to win her love, the retired postman succeeds and they ride off in the mail truck together…I think it starred Steve Martin, or maybe it was that guy from home improvement?…Anybody? Sound familiar?
I may have just made that up also.
Glad it arrived, classic nineties romcom not withstanding!
****Sophie’s email, responding to our suggestion of a TBD engagement session date****
Sounds good! I like it! A “to be determined Photo session” Works for me!
I like the idea of having a party of sorts but will continue to mull it over! I am sure the best idea ever will hit me at some point, hopefully it will be when I am awake and therefore will be a somewhat better judge on if it is actually an idea worth anything. I have great ideas when I am sleeping, and I’m all like “yeah! Amazing! this is it! I’ve just figured out the secret to life!!” then I wake up and review it, convinced I am the smartest person alive and all I can come up with is like a somewhat blurry image of like, three wobbly ducks singing the canadian anthem really slowly, while trying to walk up a slide or something…This sort of thing happens an embarrassingly large amount of times.
For now I am just focusing on arts and crafts. Course it doesn’t help that all weekend (and today, and probably forever) one of our three tv channels has decided to marathon old I Love Lucy episodes and the Lucy Show episodes. How am i supposed to get anything done when NYC has a wine delivery service ( I’m not even joking) and marathons the best tv ever!?
Oh! The trash the session looked awesome! I definitely want to keep that in mind!
The following images are a selection of their day-before-the-wedding party (lawn games, rehearsal, dinner party) as well as their wedding day.
We hope you enjoy.