I didn’t realize that when I decided to “retire” from wedding photography that there would be a subconscious shift in my perspective. I didn’t realize that freeing myself from the pressure of getting published, following social media trends to stay “relevant”, and “keeping up with the Joneses” would take the work I produced back to where I started, to the place of a quiet observer documenting the deep connections between people in love and the people who love them. The celebration of marriage I photographed this weekend was not my most exotic wedding, not my most intimate or my largest gathering, not my most expensive or my most DIY, it was however the day I’m most proud of the way I photographed over the last 12 years. I stopped directing, I didn’t change the lighting or clean the room, I simply bore witness to what played out in front of me. I didn’t have the realization of any of this until I got home and uploaded the days images and for the first time in a very long time I was in awe of the images I produced. I couldn’t believe it was my own to be honest. I was in awe of these people and how lucky I was to have been a fly on the wall of their incredibly special day. ♥️