Yes and yes. And yes some more. In my eagerness to promote the reportage, documentary purpose of my photography at weddings, I’ve rather disengaged the website gallery from showcasing any form of contrived posed pictures. I know, guilty as charged. Do I think there is a place for such work at a wedding? Yes, I do. It’s more a case that I don’t believe such a session should devour the hour and a half of a drinks reception that is often afforded a couple at their wedding. I’ve spoken to too many chefs who have found themselves warming the starters a little longer than initially planned because the photographer needed, ‘Just one more thing’ in Columbo like fashion. I like to think of the portrait session as time borrowed. It’s not my time, it’s your time and the idea that the drinks reception has become known as photography time seems somewhat at odds with what I believe the day is about. But. But. I do think there is a legacy to what I refer to as; the mantlepiece shot. I have various mantlepiece shots from weddings. My parents. Their parents. And even one of my mother’s parent’s parents. That’s pretty unique, I think. Time borrowed for me ideally means twenty minutes, at most thirty. During that time though, the portraits are still relaxed in their execution. A walk, a talk. A stolen kiss. And a promise that the chef will not be chasing me with a meat cleaver for delivering you late to a flattened starter soufflé.
Shot data: effective focal length 77mm, f4, 1/4000, ISO 200, under-exposed by a third of a stop