Excuse me for being absent but I have been gone to a wedding this past weekend and week. It was only a three hour drive, and that was truly nice. I had been asked to do the photography for both weddings I attended this summer, as my nieces say they love my pictures. I was not sure I was up to a twelve hour day of shooting and I do not have professional equipment (in any area), so I said I would be back-up.
This did not work out at the first wedding as the photographer stated no one could shoot a picture but her. I’m sure she did not realize the stubborn independence of our family as most said, “My daughter’s in the wedding party, just let her try and stop me.” Since the photographer did most of her shooting sitting in a chair, I got completely frustrated by the time of the reception and got up and moved around the floor taking pictures of the attendants dancing.
I do like to mix things up in angles shot and such, but frankly, with a raised dance floor and a photographer sitting in a chair, I do not know how she thought she could get all eight couples, each in a nice picture, without moving her sorry butt. Either she was ill or she was a big fan of Bollywood. (It seemed to me the first few times I watched a Bollywood movie they do tend to favor angles shooting up the nose.)
Anyway, so by reception time, and after my scene with brother-in-law, see *Savanvleck’s Weblog* I had my lovely glasses of Bailey’s and when the second bride’s mother came over and told me a horror story about a friend paying $3,000 for pictures and having them end up looking like crap, I threw good sense to the wind and said I would photograph the second wedding.
SCENE: Weeks later, and the second wedding. The night before, I was able to access the reception hall, set up my trusty light tent (a must have for artists) and take some formal pics of flowers, etc (a request by the lady who did them as she is setting up a new business.
The morning of the wedding, I accessed the church early and did some interiors of this beautiful morning sky, stained glass lit church. Note, that my camera worked then.
I also took some of the bouquets without my tent, not a good idea, but ok. I did some of attendants and guests and camera still worked fine. Here is one of a brother and sister. I love to shoot pictures of people.
And, then the wedding was starting. I went in and shot some of the organist and the crowd and my battery began to lag. I have a Nikon D50 and I have never had problems when it was fully charged. This battery pack is like the energizer bunny. Even flash pictures are fast. Yet during the entire ceremony, the lens was lagging or just would not open on time, even when the flash was off. I totally missed the kiss. I got maybe two good pictures. SEE, this is why I did not want to be the main photographer.
I asked my nephew, who was also taking some pictures, if he had gotten the kiss and he said yes, but that his camera was doing the same thing.
Later, after the ceremony, we went back into the chapel and the pictures I took were fine. I do believe that the chapel is either haunted by a past bride or their massive sound system equipment was interfering.
Tomorrow: more on the wedding and my week. A week that I should have been home fixing all the pics for the wedding couple and instead I was visiting. Sorry, Jen, I’m working on it now.