Wedding Photography…Now I see !
Talented and successful advertisement and documentary photographers who accepted the challenge to break the stigma and to prove that wedding photography can be introduced in some high level of visual narrative and it isn’t about the kind of photography, but the kind of photographer
It’s the proof how susceptible you likely to feel while exposed to the power of a beautiful -well executed- strong image. You can bring to the table the bloody- full of context- dramatic conflict photographs, the diseases spread facilities or decadent regions or social denounces, the weird, the outskirts, the neglecting, the unacceptable world rotating and being the world as we know. Right, they do make the trick , because that’s the parcel of sensitiveness no matter if it shows up exacerbated like happens to me … by that I mean hours and hours looking, questioning, coming back, feeling fragile, feeling lucky, maybe tears, maybe smiles…That’s me and Im sure I’m not the only one. That’s the expected or a lifelong test to assure you are human. It kicks in because that’s human nature and an expected human response. That’ also wedding photography to me. How did weddings become such daring and intriguing type of documentary photography for my eyes?
It begins with the predictable…
Sweet. ‘Heartful’. Sensitive. Romantic
If those are the adjectives depicting the idea of Roberta, the label didn’t lie about the content. I can allow myself some presumption and to confirm I’m doing a good job leaving the right traces for the right catch. You caught me.
Sweet. Heartful. Sensitive and Romantic.
If I’m with this profile on hands, it’s half way to hang up on a conclusion: that many of you earn the credit on jumping on a pre configured imagery picturing me at earlier ages with dolls hypnotized by prince and princess tales, planning the perfect meeting, waiting the white horse and those cases that fantasy overcomes reality, the expectation on someone to propose, the anticipated proposal and a whole life preparation to the “ring” moment, some respect and promised loyalty to a Disneyland faire tale script . That was my gap to surprise people before. My testimony was radically relying on one specific argument: I believe in love and I believe in people. I am and I’ll be always an incorrigible happy ending seeker, but ironically matrimony didn’t look so enticing to be included in my “to do list” . It was always introduced looking like more as closure, an old cultural religious imposition , as a ritual so distant and utopist in any attempt to align it to my world. I always preferred the development, middle terms, the progressing events, the suspense, the production. “Get married people and call me for the party” that was the closest I get of a honest wedding excitement and commitment
Wedding photography wasn’t in the top of my interest or main priority in searching and understanding. I just couldn’t “see “ it . And here comes the key tricky word of this article again; before. These last few years broke this resistance wall, not based on my concepts being changed on the subject, just something happened. The fact I’m being surrounded by extremely talented and successful documentary and advertisement photographers who also shoot wedding, and make the outcome not only a bridge to some paycheck with inviting digits, but an extraordinary seductive transcendent ritual, a piece of art grouped in a combo that had to stir up curiosity and to surrender in admiration for spreading signature, conveying truth’s figments and for resisting clichés, old fashionable expectations, faire tales , and finally to accomplish some artistic originality.. Now (The second most important word here) I see it .
The visual narrative
that will never fail while evoking uplifting dynamic , pragmatic flow , cohesion to intercede two distinct’ full of stories’ worlds engaging with the right subjects, drama, suspense, mystery, comedy and nevertheless…romance
A storytelling unattached to any request of hero and villain, beautiful and ugly, suffering or happiness. The complexity is put away. Simply a cheerful journey ending up in the inevitable when to run away becomes impossible. They stay. The portraits of two distinct worlds colliding and whoever and whatever is in between is taken in this uncanny appropriation , where there’s space only for heroes, beautiful and happiness and all depends of one simple solo frame of mind, sentence and life “-yes”
The focus relying on proximity, the intimacy, the exposure, the tiny detail taking over the meaningful, fulfilling with secrets about how the pieces act as a perfect dancing and painting , obeying spaces, finding roles, playing in a casual pacing scheme when that incredible subtle piece of “forever “is detected by your lenses … and comes the colors, the steps by steps in a moment named celebration carried by the rite’s peculiarities. So, at this level, forget about creating the right atmosphere, that’s the zone, the time to assume your role as witness.
When technical serious skills and nature can play together while radiating faces, interfering with codes, with some minimalistic shine, adding the magic, the playful, the dreamy touch. Instead of what you have to see , to cut the path and to feel it appropriating of another route. The other way around: Feel it, then… see it. It lightened up on you
Independent how theatrical and predictable you understand a weeding can be known for , there’s none single moment to disorientate of the truth: it’s real, it can not to be fake, it can’t be orchestrated. That’s the flavor. The enthusiasm to capture that , to make years from now on so heart felt and veracious like today. To translate love, to immortalize a compilation of events to build a differential against the ordinary same story listened and told many times before. It’s a bold attempt to propose uniqueness, to sign this story in someone history. That’s a challenge, a power that requires technique, but a creative endeavor and accomplishment that few photographers will have or will ever try.
And it happened that NOW I am surrounded by these few ones
And here my tribute for those who make me feel more
Sweet. ‘Heartful’. Sensitive. Romantic than ever
Make me understand that there isnt room anymore for labels and kinds of photography. A good image will be always recognized as a good image and a good photographer will be recognizable in any sort of photograph he/she eventually put itself to shoot
And make me see photography beyond the fixed, boring, mystified and massified …. not as a in love woman… but a photo junkie and a happy ending seeker
Photographers and websites where you can check their wedding material
Natalie Grono : http://www.nataliegrono.com/wedding-portfolio/
Cameron Neville : http://www.camneville.com
Stephen Govel : http://stephengovel.com/galleries/wedding/
Manuel Torres: www.manueltorresphotography.com
Pete Longworth: www.alittledifferent.net
Elise Hassey : www.lisseblog.com