Ever thought it was possible to be a bit nervous for a wedding that wasn’t your own?
I have to admit, I felt a little that way here- my first solo wedding photography effort. I arrived about half an hour early to Hakone Gardens. Scouting wasn’t so necessary, because the location was the same as the engagement shots, so I enjoyed some peace. In hindsight, that was a fantastic idea- the day was about to get frantic.
The day began pretty slowly. Minh showed up first, followed by a few early bird guests. (One of these was Bbora’s brother, Bborie, and his girlfriend Nicole. I’ve known Bborie even longer than I’ve known Bbora, and we were perpetually the first people to show up at events, only having to wait for our damn late friends. The more things change, the more things stay the same indeed!) The flowers followed, and then finally Bbora herself followed enough time passing by for me to ease into the occasion.
I shoot with a very photojournalist style- I try to document the event with an eye for weird angles and catch the things no one else will see. It isn’t exactly a traditional wedding shooting style, but Bbora knew full well of this, and let me do my thing.
As is often the case, (at least with the weddings I’ve worked at,) most of the action wound up being in the bridal prep area.
Plenty of supplies and fuel are kept on hand, ready to go.
Bbora & Minh's wedding
I have to admit, I felt a little that way here- my first solo wedding photography effort. I arrived about half an hour early to Hakone Gardens. Scouting wasn’t so necessary, because the location was the same as the engagement shots, so I enjoyed some peace. In hindsight, that was a fantastic idea- the day was about to get frantic.
The day began pretty slowly. Minh showed up first, followed by a few early bird guests. (One of these was Bbora’s brother, Bborie, and his girlfriend Nicole. I’ve known Bborie even longer than I’ve known Bbora, and we were perpetually the first people to show up at events, only having to wait for our damn late friends. The more things change, the more things stay the same indeed!) The flowers followed, and then finally Bbora herself followed enough time passing by for me to ease into the occasion.
I shoot with a very photojournalist style- I try to document the event with an eye for weird angles and catch the things no one else will see. It isn’t exactly a traditional wedding shooting style, but Bbora knew full well of this, and let me do my thing.
As is often the case, (at least with the weddings I’ve worked at,) most of the action wound up being in the bridal prep area.
Plenty of supplies and fuel are kept on hand, ready to go.
Meanwhile, everyone’s waiting.
Finally, the moment arrives.
To be continued…