I’ve been spending a lot of time in my furnace room lately, thanks to a faulty and discontinued electric boiler. As much of a pain in the ass is it is, good fortune sometimes favours the bored. While I stand there, waiting for the temperature needle to drop below 170 degrees, I find myself rummaging through old boxes. I’ve found some old books, our wedding disc (I know, I know…but don’t do as I do, do as I SAY!) and I also came across my transcripts from Saint Mary’s. Most of my courses were Icthyology, Entemology, Parasitology and everyone’s favourite, Drugs + Behavior. For some reason, I also took a Greek Mythology course and aced it. Not sure why I took it but I loved it and my only A+ in university proved that! That prompted me to go looking for my Mythology book and I found that too.
So, after a few late night trips to the furnace room I’d pretty much finished the book and my inspiration was now fuelled by greek gods and goddesses.
Enter Jill + Tim’s wedding on December 29, 2012.
Steph and I knew that Jill had set aside a few minutes early in the day to put on her Mom’s wedding dress and take a few photos. That was all we knew and nothing in particular was planned.
It was already turning out to be one of those days where the light just shines in the right places at the right time. Daylight has a tendency to slowly creep away and what was once a great location in a house for an incredible photos can quickly became a dark corner of nothing…but not on this day. Jill walked up the stairs and it was as if the greek gods has all stopped, opened up the skies and let the light shine through this one window for what seemed like an eternity. If you’re not a photographer then you’re probably reading this and thinking, ‘what a photo nerd this guy is’ and while part of that may be true, this is my version of a game winning goal. Shit just goes right sometimes. It’s the reason we go to work.
Anyway, here I come again, barrelling down the pre-school steps w something to show you. I love this photograph of Jill in her Mom’s dress. I love the transition from shadow to light and the simplicity of the pose. I love the fine detail in Pam’s dress and the strong feeling of nostalgia and pride in Jill’s eyes. I love that my furnace broke down and led me to a book that led me to some inspiration to create such a simple photograph. I love that moments like this make up for all the times the light slips away and leaves us with dark, uninspiring corners.