Oh maaan, this is the tricky bit. What d’ya wanna know then? That I’ve been in the pro-wedding photography industry for 30 years, that I originally worked a darkroom with enlargers, negatives and elbow deep in foul-smelling chemicals, or how I’ve been a pro-wedding photographer for 20 years, or the awards (yaaawn), or the hundreds of awesome compliments and testimonials we’ve received over the years, maybe the changes I’ve seen, or maybe how passionate I still am after all these years and huuundreds of weddings shot?
Nah, I’m not the star of this show. You are. This isn’t about me really. This is just the face behind the camera/computer and few rambling words. What’s more important is why I do this. Why I put myself under the rather crazy stress levels associated with delivering amazing memories time after time being a wedding photographer (or portrait photographer when the weather turns against us!) I do it because I’m a crusader for couples having memories. I love looking back on moments in the past. Whether it’s family and loved ones, days out, my kids (not-so-kids anymore) being kids, those days when looking back there was so much potential, so many memories attached to places, faces and reactions. All this stuff needs to be captured to look back upon in the future years. To be transported back to the moment, to relive the emotions associated with the memory. This is the important part, not that I stuffed my arms into chemicals in a darkroom. It’s the passion to create amazing memories for a couple or a family, to look back upon whenever the urge hits them. That is the important bit.
I will finish with some personal stuff though, just so you see I’m not a robot! I’m an immensely proud Dad to two wonderful pests who have grown up far too quickly for my liking, a loving (annoying?) partner to the equally awesome photographer Sarah, and my interests like getting on a bike, running or skating, reading books, listening to music, watching an epic movie or two through an unnecessarily loud sound system, the crackle of vinyl on a turntable, the challenge I seem to find in devouring food, and that I drink too much coffee, eat too many biscuits, and have a healthy obsession with visiting central Florida. I also dig disappearing with Sarah to a shack (must have a wood burner though) in the middle of nowhere armed with books and walking boots?
I dunno, stuff like that maybe is of interest. I dunno, just caffeine-fuelled rambling to me… TTFN…