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March 7th, 2010

Another thing that was great about Liz and Gary’s wedding was that Gary’s side of the family had (mostly) come over from the U.K. to attend.  It was nice to discuss the fickleness of March weather in London with Gary’s sister, which is a topic that doesn’t usually come up in most weddings we shoot.

The fact that almost everyone had cameras was also something to be happy about.  Some photographers are annoyed by masses of people with point and shoot cameras, but how can it be bad for friends and family to want to take pictures of loved ones?  As a fan of photography, there’s not really any way that I can protest this.  Sometimes it means that we need to do a bit more maneuvering, or shout things like “look over here for a moment!”, but that’s a small price to pay.  After all, the wedding is about the families and friends, NOT the photographers.

Having other people taking photos also helps in some ways – it’s sometimes easier to get the close-up, unguarded shots of the happy couple if their attention is elsewhere!

Anyway – this particular wedding took place on the beach at dusk, and was a very quick ceremony, punctuated with bikers and joggers on the path directly behind the ceremony site.  Some of them kept right on going, some of them stopped to watch.  I think I would probably have stopped to watch, too.

The officiant was unique as well – her stole was festooned with a variety of colorful patches – one for each wedding she’d taken part in.   I think one of them was an ear of corn, and I’m kind of sad that I didn’t get the story behind that one.

On to the photos!

December 30th, 2009

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This fabulous couple’s wedding reception was held at 515 in Santa Cruz. Talk about a challenge for these photographers! It was dark in there. I couldn’t have gotten the shots I did without the Lightscoop, a small, inexpensive piece of equipment that made it possible to shoot in those dim rooms without the awful results that happen with forward-facing flash.

The newlyweds treated us to an hauntingly sweet duet, with Peter playing the guitar and both of them singing. They claimed that this duet would replace their first dance, but then they gave us a sort of first dance anyway, and everyone was utterly charmed by them for the hundredth time that day. Here are 32 (!!) photos of the first evening of their married lives.

As a special bonus, I’ve included another behind-the-scenes Red Bat shot, about halfway down in this post. It’s Patrick, helping to test the lighting in the area where we expected the first dance to be. By dancing with an invisible partner. Because at Red Bat Photography, we know how to use our imaginations.

Hooray for Crystal and Peter!!

December 30th, 2009

This post is part 2 of a 3-part series. Read part 1 – Read part 2 – Read part 3

While this huge batch of photos is loading, let’s have a few more words from Pablo Neruda.

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Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

Do not take away the rose,
the lance flower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.

My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.

My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.

Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.