a few years ago, a friend asked if I’d be interested in shooting his brothers wedding. i’d taken pictures of his beautiful daughter, and for some reason he thought me qualified to shoot grownups…in fancy clothes…on the most important day of their lives…bolstered by his confidence in me, and a healthy dose of nievete, I agreed to take the job, and brought chris along for good measure. that night, chris and i drove home with the greatest kind of buzz (and no, we didn’t partake of the champagne); we’d spent eight hours being creative, around two beautiful people who were madly in love, and found it to be anything but work. sure, our feet were tired, but at the end of the day it felt much more like a date than a job. best of all, the couple loved the pictures! so when the next call came, we didn’t hesitate to jump at the chance to do it again…and then again….and again…..
after a couple years, a ton of homework, some upgraded equipment, much practice, and many great “dates,”… we’re making it official. come check it out.

this isn’t going to take over chris’ day job and i am definitely NOT going to give up scrapbooking. i love it way too much, i am far too addicted. but in one of lifes great little happy accidents, I guess we can add wedding photographers to the list of things we happen to do and love.
