I know there are a few people (especially in South Africa) waiting to see photos of the wedding I came to Canuckistan to shoot. I’ve known the bride and her family for a good 20 years now. I shot her sister’s wedding, and it was an honour to shoot hers!
It looks like all my practice in the week leading up to the special event paid off because I was quite happy with the photos! Hopefully the bride and groom will too …
One minute it was summer and then, the next, it wasn’t, when the weather changed on the first of the month – with more rain and a chill in the air at dawn. With that, the trees started turning those golden hues that I knew I would see if I stayed here long enough. It’s still the beginning of Autumn, but already nature is dressing herself up for many more of my photo shoots.
Last week I was chatting to a friend at supper, where he told me about a spot close to their house – next to the river, with a bunch of dumped, decaying cars and crumbling cabins. I made plans to go and see them, and to take photos of their family while we were about it.
I am learning to love doing family photo shoots – and this was one of the easiest ones yet. I also enjoy shooting old vehicles and abandoned places – imagining the lives that were lived there once upon a time. In this case, it looked as if people hadn’t lived in that patch next to the Fraser River for a few decades at least. Now, all it was good for was as a pasture for cows, a place for the kids to explore, and the perfect spot for an informal, colourful photo-shoot.
As I sat down to write this blog, several friends sprang to mind – those who, along with me, never thought they would live to see me do a photo shoot like the one I attempted on Sunday. I imagined them shaking their heads and laughing at my awkwardness. I imagined everything Kim, Sue and their boys might be saying as they read this, and marvelled at the photos. I’m not exaggerating. Never in a million years did I think that I would do a maternity shoot!
If I had received the request on Facebook, or anywhere else electronic for that matter, I would most definitely have declined demurely.
“No, thank you,” I would have said sanctimoniously even, “I don’t do those types of shoots!”
But this was for a friend, it involved moola (which definitely can’t be sneezed at) and one of the main themes of my blog is to photograph and feature true Canucki characters. And so I confirmed a time and place with the parents-to-be and hoped for the best.
I had decided beforehand that I would definitely not do the hearts on the belly shot, or the husband kissing the baby bump. In fact, nothing typical! But as we started shooting I realised that pretty much everything is typical nowadays. And what the model asks for the model gets. Especially if she is heavily pregnant.
Yes, we did set up those typical shots and yes, we laughed a lot – especially at the bunch of flowers that had to make an appearance in some way in practically every photo. The couple even agreed to a few wacky photos for me, including some at the kids’ playground, with aforementioned flowers planted into the wood chips. My constant prayer was not for a sharp eye, or that they would love the photos, but that she would not go into labour while we were out there. This was something I was neither equipped for or ready to shoot!
I doubt whether these will become regular money-spinning events for me, but my first and only maternity shoot wasn’t too nauseating. 🙂 I may even consent to another one in ten or twenty years.