the end.
when i realise where i live..
because you can quickly forget to see the beauty around you.. it all blending in with the rest. with the dull. with the grey. but only when you open your heart and mind.. and eyes-to look closely enough. you’ll find it. you always will.
last night i was talking with the talented roberta cotter. (you might remember her from the photos i took, of her and her horse)
she mentioned that she had a wedding in galway today, and invited me to come along if i wanted-that it’d be good for practice.
how crazy is this?! so…i did another wedding.
there’s so much more of a difference when you’re the second shooter-the pressure isn’t on to get THE shots. plus, i was really there to watch someone who has the experience-see how she interacts with her clients…
it was amazing.
the wedding was absolutely beautiful. the bride and groom were so wonderfully in love.
i am SO happy that i said i’d go, even though the nerves fluttered around in my belly… i’m proud of the photos i came away with, and the experience.
(even though i really shouldn’t add more photos until i have my first wedding edited. i have a feeling that i’m going to have to get mighty cozy in this computer chair!)
*****
i was too excited… i have to share a few pictures from today.
around a year ago, or wait.. was it two? caroline mentioned that she was getting married…she was shopping for a photographer when i piped up and said ‘oh i could do that!’
i had no idea what i was thinking at the time. i didn’t have a portfolio, the pictures that i did have for one weren’t good enough… the under taking of a wedding? oh my..
but she was so relaxed about it… she went on about how i had plenty of time-that i might even shoot a wedding before hers.
she had complete trust and faith in me.
isn’t that scary?
hahaha…
but goodness… she has been so absolutely wonderful.
their wedding was beautiful, so many friends and family attended. so many new traditions that i have learned. (not only was it my first wedding to shoot, but also my first irish wedding to attend… and er.. some of the traditions are different)
still going through the *cough* thousands of photos i shot…
rubbing my sore muscles.
coming down off of the anxiety high of trying my best to capture their special day…
i have such a new found respect for people who shoot weddings every weekend, and do a beautiful-flawless job at it. i kiss your tired muscles, and cramped hand.
i’ll give you a link to their sneak peek in a few days time when i actually get to a few more of them.
