April and Tim got married a very long time ago… it was the end of August in 1993. Long enough ago that Oregon vineyards were just getting to be popular. I love that this is a fairly timeless photograph… yes, her dress has sleeves but it is absolutely gorgeous and would certainly work today. Tim looks as smitten as anyone could hope for… she is stunning in the late light.
I come to every wedding ready to document the entire day… the things requested and the many pieces I see that make the story. The random parts that appear in front of my camera, the ones that make my senses sing, are the ones I live for.
This little procession up from the damp beach in Gearhart… ecstatic mom on the rise and the Oregon Symphony guy waiting for the couple and their furry companion to pass… I couldn’t have planned this in any way… just have to track it through the eyepiece. It is a very favorite image of mine and I can’t imagine the day without it.
“Keep a third eye watching behind you. You never know when you’re making a memory… they will wish they were here together again someday…”
This warm afternoon wedding was a completely homespun affair… all of it played out in their yard and nearby neighborhood. Vibrant Table took care of the set up and catering… fabulous food and flowers, as always, but the scope was very comfortable and personal. There was no pretense here… the afternoon played into the soft late light with real people and sweet exchanges… I love these days. As a photographer, I can count on good images when everyone is relaxed and the time sort of spins by without too much of a written schedule. ;0)
This park, this ball field is right down the street from their great old house. I think they will live there a long time and they will remember the brass band playing Beatles’ tunes in their front yard as they walked out from under the tree where they said their vows.
Years will go by… someone will chance on this picture and there will be a recognition and a sweet smile.
Alexis and Kim had one of those lovely days where plans got shifted back and forth by the weather but through it all, they remained rock steady and in love… something you hope to see in any couple as they embark on a life journey.
I happen to be one of many who thinks that people should be able to marry the one they love. Period. With any luck, this world will come to see that there are no rules in this except the ones written by the heart.
I was waiting at the church. It was a bright Saturday at the end of October in 1994 and my bride and groom were running late. I heard the door and turned to see this man come into the sanctuary at Holy Rosary… he was moving a little slowly and carrying a most wonderful wedding portrait under his arm. Curious, as always, I asked him if he was there for the wedding? He looked somewhat confused and said he was there for Mass… he thought it was Sunday. Then I asked him about the photograph and he introduced me to his late wife.
John was 94 when we met and Merle, his true love, had been gone for 3 years. They must have been married for close to 70 years if I can go by the photo. He carried it everywhere he went. I have friends who had seen him at Lloyd Center… always with Merle tucked in beside him.
The story goes a little further in that the church used Merle’s face as the model for one of their new stained glass windows. I believe it is the Madonna in the window high to the left of the alter.
I’d love to know who did the original portrait.
John and his Merle are gone now but the pictures remain… raise your glass to the love that lasts.