Monthly Archives: July 2009

Heidi and Kartr… true companions

jamie_bosworth_blackberryHeidi and Kartr had a very intimate wedding at The Black Walnut Inn… a stunning B&B in the hills above Dundee. We started with portraits and guests arriving… very relaxed. The rehearsal dinner was under way when we left… by the looks of it, the meal was fabulous! On Saturday, we returned to have a wedding. All of the guests were family and laughed and cried as only family can.

We got to shoot their laid back reception two weeks later… I will add more vendors and some of that soon. For now, come see two people in love at a beautiful place.

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In the garden with Gretchen and Alastair

Gretchens-_lace Ali and Gretchen met and fell in love at Oxford University… they came to their Portland nuptials trailing traces of English Gardens, Vivaldi, Bach and Robert Frost… a beautiful and charming wedding. The lightly modified Anglican ceremony, the traditional English morning suits (complete with proper cravats brought from England) mixed well with the uniquely Portland locations. Graceful is the word that comes to mind thinking back on the whole day.

Great hair by Micah Clark, from Evolution Hair Design and makeup by Meghan Stoll-Kaufnman.

The ceremony was held at The Rhododendron Garden… amazing flowers by Page Winograd and lovely music by The Collage Trio.
The party followed at Portland’s Art MuseumVibrant Table Catering made a cozy space out of the Sunken Ballroom and designed a great Vegetarian feast.

The Bakery Bar made the sculptural cake and the chocolate favors were from Sahagun.

Allwright Music was the talented DJ at the party… Les Partna behind the mic… excellent!

Many, many pictures follow if you are interested.
Care to share a  happy day?

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Fernando says…

“No. I mean I’m tired of waiting. I understand now about using up my time. Life is this conto, account,” said the banker in him. “It’s an unknown quantity of days from which one is permitted to withdraw only one precious one of them at a time. No deposits accepted.”  This allegory presents glittering opportunity for more of the stranger’s stage work. “I’ve used so many of mine to sleep. One by one, I’ve mostly waited for them to pass. It’s common enough for one to simply find a safe place to wait it all out. Every time I would begin to examine things, to think about what I felt, what I wanted, nothing touched, nothing mattered more than anything else. I’ve been lazy. Life rolled itself out and I shambled along sempre due passi indietro, always two steps behind. Fatalita, fate. Easy. No risks. Everything is someone else’s fault or merit. And so now, no more waiting.”

A Thousand Days in Venice — Marlena De Blasi