Patience in PEI
So like, once upon a time, we photographed a wedding in PEI. Of course, the wedding wasn’t the beginning of the story for K & A. That’s the weird part of being a wedding photographer. We document the one day in their long lives that they tie their knot of commitment, in word and deed. It’s intimate.
Part of what makes a wedding interesting is that it’s not just a celebration of love, not just a romantic gesture. There’s a seriouser part too. For example: people often seek some sort of authority (JPs are government reps, or there’s the church), and they make promises in their presence, as well as in the presence of friends and family. Then they sign documents. This is way seriouser than a pinky swear. It’s holding yourself accountable to whatever you can find that is a higher authority, and declaring your intentions before anyone in your life who matters. That’s bigger than a romantic gesture.
K & A were married last year, in those comfy days when summer was clearly giving way to autumn. One of the things I remember about this wedding—a memory I still cringe at— was my own fumbling indecision about where to do the “formal photographs”. Formal photos are the ones with everybody looking at the camera, in different groupings (bride with siblings, bride and groom with siblings, bride with parents, and so on.). Ideally, I like to have a LOT of space for those photos. I prefer to use my long lens for these shots because it gets the best perspective (IMO)…. and despite what people think they like about wedding photography, those photos are the ones that people usually like the most. Cool photos are cool, but (insider secret)….people mostly want to see the faces of the people they love. It moves your heart more to see loved ones than the cool backlit romantic silhouette at sunset, which may or may not wind up being a Facebook profile pic for a while. We get those photos, but there’s an art to the simple photos too. Any way, the only way I could use my longest lens was to make everybody cross the road and then SHOOT ACROSS THE ROAD, yelling back and forth with everyone (“I have to do that one again. Somebody blinked! Ready? Don’t blink on the Three! One! Two! Three!”). *Cringe*. This was after I circled the church 4 times, looking for a place to shoot the formals, scratching my beard and thoughtfully saying to myself “I really shouldn’t ask everyone to cross the road”. Then I listened to myself in disbelief as I cleared my throat, called for everyone’s attention, and asked them all to do it anyway.
Luckily, they were kind and gave me all the patience in the world.
And later, a riot was had.
It was a day to remember.
Another fun fact: K discovered a molecule. She’s a scientist (I can’t remember what her title is, but it’s impressive). She named the molecule after her dad.