Today I pressed the shutter 2000 times. I spent 10 hours on my feet. And I loved it. I am a wedding photographer. I love the rush of the event, and capturing the story that took months of tedious planning and thought. And after all of the hard work, happiness and tears of joy...I am memory keeper. The flowers will be gone, her dress boxed and stored in the closet of the house they create together. Every tedious detail will be stored or gone...but in 10 years, 20 years, 100, nothing will be left but the images I took this day. What an amazing thing. To be the memory keeper. It is not a job I take lightly as I pour over the images...making sure every last detail is preserved.
Canon 5DIII || Tamron 24-70
It truly is a labor of love each day to search for just the right image(s)...the ones that represent our daily lives...edit them, organize them, write about them. What a wonderful experience and an amazing amount of growth this year for me. It has been a great journey but one I am not jumping into again just yet. I am going to take a breather, let the dust settle and let inspiration find me and lead me to my next project. For now, I will continue to post about our lives but only when I feel it.