I am not a wedding photographer by trade, nor is my wife. Once in a while, though, when the occasion calls, she and I will join together and shoot a wedding, like when Abby’s daughter got married in 2009, or last night when two friends of ours wed in Ada’s Wintersmith Park. On other occasions, I have teamed up with other photographers, like the time Michael Zeiler and I shot a traditional Jewish wedding (my first) for a friend of his, or Robert Stinson. Michael and Robert were, by the way, among the many photographers who shot our wedding in 2004.
Regardless of the combination of photographers, the way we shoot weddings is essentially the same way I shoot everything else: photojournalistically. Not only is my strength in photojournalism, I feel that it represents the events and emotions in play at weddings. Other photographers might not agree, and certainly there are other styles, many more formal, for shooting weddings. But when I am at these events, in my head I am “covering” the wedding.
Abby works the same way, and like when we hike and shoot together in the wild, we fill in each other’s gaps nicely. The fact that we are roaming around shooting in this style also keeps us out of the trap of being micromanaged by some major player at the wedding, often the mother of the bride, who feels she knows more about photographing her daughter’s wedding than anyone else possibly could. This character, by the way, is a leading reason why many talented photographers don’t like to shoot weddings.
Abby and I had a great time shooting our friends wedding last night. Though we were not the official, paid photographer, I feel that the images we made will stand as some of the best from the evening.