Eric and I have now been in Tokyo for almost two weeks, and I’m so behind on keeping everyone updated. I originally drafted this post after day four, but I’m just now getting around to posting it, so forgive me. In those first four days, we had a few moments of sensory overload, and many moments of confusion, amazement and wonder.
This place is weird. We’ve barely seen anything so far, and that is the synonymous conclusion we have come to; it is a very strange place. There are vending machines, animated characters, and cats everywhere, not to mention far too many options for what to eat or drink. Thankfully, strange and weird are not bad things in our book. We’re looking forward to the next few weeks in this country exploring much much more.
What a sweet, sweet bunch. I yet again adored getting a little glimpse into another family’s life and routines.
Thanks Katarina, Jay, Buddy, and Kimchi for letting me document what a hot summer morning is like with you all.
Recently I was searching for some specific photos and realized how many photos we never got around to sharing from our travels to California earlier this year. We were lucky enough to make it out there a handful of times this year, mostly for work, but each time we made sure to hang out a day or two extra to enjoy wherever we were. The first trip out there was for a fantastic photography workshop in Santa Barbara: Photo Field Trip. After the conference was over we spent a day driving up the coast with some new friends from PFT, on our favorite road in the states, pulling over here and there to take in the gorgeous California coastline.
Veronica and Eric met at a wedding in Wisconsin, back in 2011. She was living in California at the time, and at the coaxing of her friend, she bought a plane ticket to attend the celebration. By the time the night was over, she and Eric, a groomsmen she met that day, had cleared the dance floor. Veronica figured he was from Wisconsin, but was happy to hear he was actually from New York. Luck had it that Veronica had a ticket to fly out to NY from the wedding they were both at, as one of her good friends was going to be running a marathon and she was planning on being out there to support her. Upon the realization that they could get to know each other further than just a night of dancing, they went on their first date the following weekend in New York. From there they spent time traveling between New York and California, until six months later when Eric moved out to California as well.
Naturally, the two of them wanted to come back to Wisconsin to hold a wedding of their own. Much of their families live in the midwest, so it was an easy choice. They got married at Hoyt Park, on Madison’s westside, under a giant tree and surrounded by some of the most expressive and loving people we have had the chance of meeting.
When Stephanie emailed me to let me know when I pulled onto their street I couldn’t miss the house, she wasn’t kidding. It’s a bright pink (or salmon, as Gus insists) Victorian home, set on a cobblestone street in a small town in northern Illinois. Stephanie told me they were just renting, and they wanted to be able to remember this place, this awesome old house that they’ve been able to call their home for the past few years. Their house is full of life; with two kids, a dog, and two rats, they’ve easily made the place their own.
I had the privilege to spend an evening with this family; to capture how they spend their summer nights together. They worked on schoolwork, played games, listened to Gus play guitar on their front porch, sang, read books, and in general enjoyed each others company. I love being able to witness and document everyday life for families, the moments that happen seemingly all the time at that stage of life, but years later those are the types of moments that become so difficult to recall. At the time they don’t seem special, they just seem every-day.
So thank you Stephanie & Gus. Thank you for letting me follow you around and get to know you and your family. I loved every second of this family session.
These two were so much fun to hang out with for the evening. They were full of giggles and playful banter, and we loved getting to meet their adorable boxer, Gia. Nick and Tina’s wedding reception is happening at their house, so it was a treat to be able to see and hear how they envisioned everything looking. Their wedding day is going to be great, we’re so looking forward to being a part of it.
Matt was the first one to scope out the Sequoia Redwood Center in California, as Ashley was still living in New York while the two were trying to find a venue somewhere outside of San Francisco.
After Matt told her about the site, the image of getting married among the grandeur of redwood trees was enough to convince her it’d be a perfect spot, even without seeing it herself. So, it wasn’t until Ashley got to take some time to go visit the center with her Mom a few weeks later that her Mom realized where they were. The place she was to be married was right down the road from the house Ashley spent some of her first few years of life.
Weddings are reunions of sorts. Reconnecting with friends and family under the mighty sequoias is magical enough, but this place had also been Ashley’s home. Friends and family flew in from all over the world, and many of them stayed on the grounds for the whole weekend, taking advantage of having the time to catch up with old friends, and meet many new ones.
Matt and Ashley’s wedding was surrounded by love: in the form of poetry, decorating, laughing, Italian food, dancing, and officiated by a friend who bursts at the seems with it for these two. There was a caricaturist, a dude of honor (Ashley’s brother), bottles of all sorts of tasty beverages, table settings depicting different places Matt and Ashely hold dear to their hearts (as they met in Italy), and paper flags brought over from Mexico. So many of their guests made the day special in some way or another, and it was a privilege to get to meet so many wonderful people.
These two told us from the start that their wedding day was going to be all sorts of awesome, and it the truest sense of the word, it really was.