Making History
I am a photographer is because I like story - plain and simple. Overseas I collect stories about the fascinating people I meet. At home I collect stories about the fascinating people I know. As a kid I relished in imagining the history of the people in my life. What was my dad like when he was my age? How did my parents interact when they first met?
In the weeks before two of my closest friends John and Emily get married - I’ve been thinking about their story. The last couple of years of amazing adventures, crazy trials and even the mundane everyday. The story they have created is rich and I feel great about being there to capture little pieces of a growing mosaic.
So call me sentimental, but I am really going to enjoy showing these photos to John and Em’s kids and telling them the story of Victoria Day 2010. When we rented a car and drove all around the suburbs hanging out with dogs and Moms and baseball players.
How their Mom got her wedding dress fitted by a Thai lady who told us that when her husband proposed to her - she was carrying a military rifle. About how their Dad carried their Mom through raspberry patches and thorns. And best of all, how their Aunt (yeah that’s me) hit a clutch double in a dress!
Ohhhh. Soooo nice.