Mr & Mrs Probert Well, it's nearly twelve months since the Royal Welsh show when Sian asked me to photograph her and Ian's wedding. Here I am not quite a year later ready to show the now married couple their wedding photographs. On Saturday the twenty nineth of June two thousand and thirteen, Sian and 'Probie' tied the knot at Dolanog Church, followed by a marquee reception at Cae Cobra, Meifod. Despite a few showers on the days leading up to the wedding, the rain stayed away- giving us perfect weather conditions for a summer wedding.
Before the ceremony, myself and my good friend and assistant Karen went to Sian's childhood home in Dolanog, to get some photographs of the bridal party before the happy couple exchanged vows at the local church. Here is Sian with the two adorable flower girls- Leri and Evie.
This is one of my favourite photographs I have ever taken in a wedding ceremony, I love the feeling of excitement between the couple as they shared their first kiss as a married couple in front of close friends and family. As well as this, the smiles on the faces of the guests in the background are just priceless.
After the formal photographs were taken, it was time to have a little fun, so I decided to try out this shot. I had never done this shot before so I was slightly anxious as to whether it would work or not, but luckily it worked a treat.
As the night went on, I found myself looking outside, checking if it was dark yet as I was excited to try out another new photo idea using sparklers. I could not wait to give this a go as I had practiced this technique with friends the night before and was keen to try it out with Sian and Probie. After a few attempts at lighting up the sparklers outside in the wind, we were away. We tried out a few different things with the sparklers using six second exposures, but as soon as I saw this image on my camera screen- I knew this was the one. After a fantastic 14 hour "working" day, It was time to head home. My drive home was a nervous one as I knew that my final degree results were waiting for me on the kitchen table since the post arrived that afternoon. As soon as I got in to the house I grabbed hold of the envelope and ripped it open to find out that I was graduating with a 2:1 BA (Hons) in Photography. As I was looking at this piece of paper I had worked so hard to get for three years, I honestly felt nothing. I knew I should of been feeling over the moon that I had managed to achieve this, but honestly, I wasn't that fused. It's strange, but I think I understand why. That day, I had realised that I love my job and that I had already reached where I wanted to be before knowing my results. I realise that I'm one of the lucky few that want to go to work on a Saturday, and for that I'm so grateful.