I shot a wedding on Saturday, with Heather's help. It was one of those events that provided ample fodder for good candid shots. There were several very drunk people stalking about, including a guy who looked like a displaced Scottish lord, complete with outrageous accent, young lady radar, and flaming red nose. The pair of underage teenage girls who had been contracted to provide the music kept him very alert, and busy.
I got my usual herd of amateur photogs with questions about my gear and shooting techniques. If they only knew that I make it up as I go :)
2 comments:
I knew that.
You make it up as you go as no one else can.
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