I always swore I would never do Wedding Photography.
Why? Because for many different reasons I will only use film cameras. My cameras are clanky and old; their rightful place should be on the shelves of some dusty photographic museum. And with any 50 to 60 year old mechanical object, my cameras could at any given moment give up the ghost and retire. The films may not have been exposed or even loaded properly - I could have happily been shooting the ceremony, the bride’s mother’s tears of joy, the intimate kiss with a dud camera – only to find out later that I’ve developed a roll of completely blank film. Try explaining to the happy couple why you have no images to show of the most important day in their lives! How could I ever look the bride in the eye again when the day she has been planning since she first started playing at being a princess in her childhood has been ruined.
There are no second chances. I could not ask them to perform the whole ceremony again. The moment would have gone - and I as the photographer, would have missed it. At least with a digital set up, you have instant continuous shooting – so that at least one of the machine gun like shot images may have captured the moment. And you have instant feedback, so if you are quick enough, you could try to capture the scene again. For the filmie, you just have to trust your skill, instincts, have faith in your gear, keep your fingers crossed, and pray to every imaginable god out there.
But Izzy and Tony, my upstairs neighbours, great friends and amazing people asked me to be their wedding photographer. I was one of the first people to know they were getting married – they could have got a professional but wanted me and my style of photography. How could I say no? What better present could I have possibly given them? Years from now, they will be looking at those images, remembering their magical wedding, and it would have been my images that provokes their memories as they gaze into the eyes of the images of their younger selves on their special day – the same photos that will be dusty and faded past down though generations when they are long gone. How could I refuse this to two amazing people. And of course, me and the girlfriend got to spend a couple of nights in an amazing mansion with tonnes of delicious food and loads of beer on tap!!
So, a year later, I was at Voewood in Norfolk, armed with my trusty Leicas, tonnes of film, couple of flashguns and batteries, smart shoes and trying not to look scared stiff. Three days of celebrating, eating and getting drunk. I knew some of the guests and made friends with others but never once forgot my duties – constantly taking candid shots by presetting the camera and flash to 1 to 3 metres and bouncing about capturing the atmosphere. The ceremony was the hardest. I wasn’t allowed to use flash – but looking at the images now I think this was a wise choice as the couples silhouette kiss is backlit from large French windows with a sea of admiring onlookers. It really does capture the intimacy of the moment.
It was hard work. The second night I was spotted slightly tipsy crashed out on a sofa, clutching a camera, but still ready to jump up and capture something magical.
But, Izzy & Tony love the photos, my fears were proven unfounded as my cameras never let me down and I loved every moment of it.
Would I do it again? Hell yes! Hopefully Izzy & Tony will never need another wedding photographer but if you like my style and are thinking of tying the knot - get in touch. Editing down hundreds of photos for this blog has proven very difficult. If friends, family and potential wedding clients would like to see more, please contact me
The venue was superb - a really wonderful place in the middle of nowhere – www.voewood.com