History is a fluid thing… we make it every day. Some of it will get saved for years and some of it will evaporate in a few hours. As a fairly recent invention, photographs have given us a way to look at history a little differently than other types of art. Photographs are personal and portable… you can pass them down to the generations to follow and hope that they continue to be shared.
In my head, I imagine the youngsters at this pool table, many years from now… old enough to have have grown kids and grandchildren of their own. Someone will pull out an old album or a beautiful box of special things and this photo will be in it. The kids will hear the story of the grand hotel in downtown Portland with the little library off of the huge lobby. Someone will say that the history of the hotel mentions that it used to be an iconic department store… that their Great Grandmother used to meet her friends for lunch at the Georgian Room on the 10th floor.
I don’t know about you but history is astounding and I like helping to keep some of it alive. ;0)
Happy New Year to everyone!
A few old school traditions are alive and well in today’s wedding world. Even as the bouquet toss and the garter are beginning to fade, there is still a late part of the evening where one of the old traditions lives on.
After the major festivities, you’ll notice a group of guys, sans jackets, head for a corner outside of the venue… they are as relaxed as they are going to be on this long day. It’s almost always the best man who hands out the cigars and he is usually prepared with a cutter and a lighter. The conversation is quiet and it always feels like the men are channeling their older selves as they offer a different sort of toast, a race well-run sort of congratulations to the groom.
Of course, the mood swings in a different direction when the women start to join in. The pictures change, too. ;0)
It’s a favorite part of my camera work even if it makes my nose itch!
A Time Capsule is pretty much what we were making for Madison last month… she is due to join her happy family in March. Lauren and Conor were originally going to have a little courthouse affair but decided to make it more special. His mom’s sweet little home was host to about 25 friends and family members… these are going to be the people in Madison’s young life and some into her adulthood, too. All of these people will be offered up in the photographs from that day… they will seem impossibly young by the time she is able to sort through them and that is the special part.
If you go back through the older photographs in your own family, you get a sense of where you came from and, it is, for all intents and purposes, a Time Capsule that someone has collected for you.
Happy to help you make some history for the next generation! ;0)
We live in the age of the Photo Booth and I, for one, think they are a gas!
I find myself circling the reception, looking for moments my clients will enjoy, like always, but if there is a Photo Booth, I tend to stalk it a little. Especially towards the later part of the party when people have loosened up.
The best Photo Booths are the set-ups against an open wall. The closed booths work just fine but the space limits the amount of goofiness possible.
This particular crowd is most of a great wedding party… just a super solid crowd of friends who helped run a fine party. The photos will be a true and special part of the memories from that day.
I love my job!!
As the Winter Solstice nears, there is a long and mournful sound that drifts across the river on December weekends. I usually stop what I’m doing to go stand on my front porch to listen… there is no sound like it!
Steam trains were an occasional treat in Virginia when I was growing up. My dad used to go looking for them whenever he heard they were going to be rolling through the valley.
Here in Portland, we have a great group of people who run the Oregon Rail Heritage Center and during the holidays, they run two trains from Oak’s Park to OMSI and back on the weekends… about a 45 minute ride.
I was all set to go yesterday with my camera but the skies turned a dull grey and the rain began to sneak in around the time I wanted to go. Meh.
Instead, I dug these out from December of 2006… I still have a couple more chances ahead and there is a different vantage point I want to try. ;0)
If you decide to go, get your tickets ahead, grab your kids or friends and be sure to bundle up… it will be cold but I think you will have a great trip!
I may try a ride next time but I love watching this slice of another time from the outside… trying to imagine it almost a hundred years ago.
If I have my facts straight, this is the Empire Builder and it is from 1929.
Two Dads at a wedding… it’s always cool to see how quickly new families start to blend. These dads pulled up their chairs at the edge of the living room and chatted about how good their kids were together. The ceremony and the family shots were done and they had some relaxed time before dinner was to be served.
The 16 guests were scattered in small conversations around the room but the Dads seemed to have the most to talk about and there was no shortage of smiles in their heart to heart.
Heart to heart abounds at Portland’s White House… it’s a very sweet place for intimate weddings. You should check it out if you have one coming up. ;0)