Let us not forget what it’s about.
It’s not about the trendy Shoot Sac we wear on the wedding day. It’s not about our Coach tennis shoes that offer fashion and comfort. It’s not about finding a way to shoot the dance floor from above during You Make Me Wanna Shout. Nor is it about getting that really terrific angle of the wedding party jumping in the air, because apparently randomly jumping in the air IS in the job description of a wedding party…
No, it’s about something much greater.
Something that will affect generations to come. Something that evokes such a strong emotion and inspires reflection on the past and present.
History.
It’s about history. Posterity. And the Lineage of Love we, as photographers, have the most incredible honor to document.
My own Lineage of Love that makes me well up with tears at first glance:
My mother’s parents and their wedding party. July 24th, 1928
My father’s parents on their wedding day: July 13th, 1938.
My mother and father, who never had the opportunity to have a wedding portrait made. Taken in 1967, three years after their wedding.
Let us not forget what wedding photography is really about: the documentation of the love that two people share that really does stand the test of time…
