This oversized Adirondack chair made out of sticks is enjoying some fog in the good light tonight.
Sometimes working in teeny spaces breeds creativity – In this case, while playing off the glass of a picture frame, I found that if the angle was juuuuust right, the glass provided really interesting reflections, like this beauty of Kerry while her mom helps her with her wedding dress.
The bride’s (Meghan’s) mom asked if she could show me something I might want to take a picture of. We walked upstairs and there was this. Six (6!) generations of wedding gowns hanging in the window (one in the box on the floor). That’s well over a century’s worth of dresses that mark the beginning of each of the marriages that created the women and gowns that followed.
I gasped when I walked into the room. I like pictures of pretty details as much as the next person, but I’m generally much more drawn to storytelling images. This was somehow different though. There was an energy in this room that was undeniable, the legacy of each mother was present in the space where Meghan would soon put on her wedding gown. Dresses might be frivolous, but in a way these dresses represent what wedding photography is really all about – tradition, history, family, connections, legacy, togetherness, and of course, lots of love.