A WEDDING OF TWO PARTS ~ DAY ONE
Back towards the end of August I got to spend an afternoon with this awesome two in Leeds City Centre for day one in their wedding festival of greatness. Midweek at the Town hall with some of Jonny & Jennifer's closest family & friends before heading out into all those hidden urban corners for some portraits of epic ness. I'm going to begin this blog post of epic proportions with this city based weekday of love, fun & emotion.
DAY ONE ~ THE SLIDESHOW
DAY ONE ~ THE PHOTOGRAPHS
INTO THE DALES ~ DAY TWO
In the second part of celebrations I was over at the incredible Burnsall Village Hall with Jonny & Jennifer for their most spectacular of days. After spending some time with the beautiful Bride & her sister over at the amusingly retro Rendevoux Hotel in Skipton. We headed further into the Dales for an incredibly emotional Humanist ceremony amidst this enchanting village. With personal vows, music by family & friends & enough confettit to decorate a fashion conscious blue whale there wasn't a dry eye in the place.
Of course this most magnificent of days didn't end here. & in the winding streets of this little Yorkshire village magic was made. & by the scenic Burnsall Bridge there was silence but for the calming waters as the sun set on two of the most incredible people I have ever had the fortune of spending time with. As the light began to fade there in each others arms was the centre of everything.
Here's to Jonny & Jennifer & a lifetime of memories framed.
SHUTTER GO... LOST & FOUND ~ JENNIFER & JONNY
I remember being in games lessons at high school & having the same PE kit from year 7 all the way through to year 11. This was largely down to my lack of participation &/or interest in anything remotely physical or sporting. My football boots were made by Umbro in what appeared to be the late 70's. Back in the day this was the brand that only the lowest of the low would wear. In year 7 my PE uniform was unbelievably huge. So large in fact that I think just the jersey alone could have housed the entire of my year 7 fellow class mates in one comically gigantor jumper.
In year 11 with the same hand me down boots, the same shorts & that very same top I found myself at the opposite end of the spectrum. I was now sporting clothes 10 sizes too small. My pasty white gazelle like limbs were displaying a bit too much thigh. My toes were forcibly squashed into my boots & my once enormous jumper was now closer to a hole ridden boob tube. But I never really gave a shit, I was a bit of a geek in my early school days (Surprise surprise) Thankfully in todays society my ineptitude for sports & love of geekery has suddenly become a desired quality, in fact it could even be described as bordering on... Cool.
Yet there was one time I frickin hated that uniform with a passion, & that was when I had inadvertently left my own stuff at home. Being without your own PE kit meant you were forced to forage through the crusty mud infused cardboard box known as... Lost property. A thousand mixed forgotten artefacts of youth within an endless box of misery. It was never anything good of course. It always had flaws. One sock, One shoe, A pair of shorts that looked ok until you realised they were actually trousers & one leg was inexplicably longer than the other. A thousand individual items, yet fused into one with generations of mud. A giant block of brown indistinguishable lost wearables that needed chiseling away to find the small beacon of hope in retaining even a small bit of street cred within the high school hierarchy.
So... speaking of lost property. haha. Yep thats my segway. Brilliant ain't it. Wow! have I got an awesome couple of images for you lovely lot in this weeks episode of lost & found.
Photograph number 1 is an alternate edit from an image that was in the previews for Jonny & Jen. Quite often now when I'm in the midst of editing a huge batch of weddings. I will take a moment to find a photograph that I want explore in a new & possibly unusual way. Sometimes it can be just the break you need from the repetition. I find spending some time on a single frame can instil new creative motivation for editing the rest of the wedding. Not that I needed it with these two. After swapping the Bride & Grooms reflections I felt a gritty black & white was the only way to go for the other worldly feel. It's rare I actually favour black & white over colour as you guys know, but for this one there was no contest.
Photograph number 2 was taken in a park in the centre of Leeds. I was kneeling down in the flower bed like a weirdo haha, & wanted to bring in the prism to refract that light & make a rainbow effect. I knew it would look pretty damn funky but as is usually the case with glass prisms. Sometimes the effect is even more special than intended. I adore the pooling colour that merges with the flowers in full bloom. It perfectly frames the bride & groom on their most incredible of days.
Haha yes number 3 is another frickin spot colour photograph. Again I provided this as an alternative edit to the norm. That's twice this year I have elaborately edited & delivered a photograph to a couple using this technique. If you're unsure what spot colouring or selective colouring is. It's an editing method applied to a picture that changes part of it to black & white & part to colour. This was a trend a few years back but is now ridiculed, hated & looked down upon by most of the photography community. I'm not gonna lie that's partly why I like doing them, Just to stir the pot a bit. haha But if we are not attempting to push the boundaries & challenge peoples perceptions then where is the excitement? Rules are meant to be broken right? & just like this technique, Not everything is black & white.
DAY TWO ~ THE SLIDESHOW
DAY TWO ~ THE PHOTOGRAPHS