While on the way over, following them, I thought that I could do some shots of them on Roger’s car.. that’s how I roll of course… and I am glad I did. Feast your eyes kids on these photos:
Wanted a classic polaroid-esqe look:
I laid in dried poo for this… (well not really, but I could have!)
Hunter wandered over on his own.. we didn’t call him over..
Had to try the American Gothic spoof
On the roof of the car:
Good lord, I really, really like this lens, reducing the background to just shapes:
And for my personal favorite for the day, for sentimental reasons:
This photo really caught me on an emotional level.. not so much for the image itself, but for the genuineness of the moment. Roger was talking to his future wife about his brothers shooting hoops (while wearing farm boots). The court was behind their heads in this composition.
Knowing that I witnessed this little moment where he just shared with a soon-to-be-family member some ordinary, every-day memory of his brothers was special. And the simple, easy affection they had (I was futzing with the flash on the stand right behind them, and they were just naturally hanging out that way) just adds to the whole genuineness of the moment. I also connect to this moment from a parental point of view, as I hope my now 16-month old son and his twin 2-month old brothers have a moment like this 20-25-30 years down the road.
Thanks Ann + Roger for a successful shoot. I look forward to your wedding.