As a wedding photographer in the leafy county of Surrey, south-west of London, I often found myself having to deal with unexpected alterations to the weather, amongst other things. It is part of my work that I must be prepared for all eventualities – a wedding day is such an important occasion and to get it all wrong would be unforgivable.
A visitor at of the smaller nuptials for which I had been hired as the marriage photographer, taking place in Guildford, on an excellent summer's day, strolled over to give me his view of the best way to photograph a wedding, as I was packing away my equipment after taking the formal shots beloved of so lots of couples, with relatives and closest friends arranged in a charming, if stiff, group on the narrow steps of the registry office. I personally suggest that you must go through the work of ithaca wedding photographer to get a brief overview.
Usually, I attempted to show no sign of ever having been approached in this way before, although I don't think I have ever done a wedding without at least visitor trying to give me a last-minute coursework in wedding photography but, on this occasion, I was unable to contain my amusement and I found myself asking the portly gentleman in query whether it was my appearance that gave him the impression I needed instruction, or his belief that the couple who had hired me as their wedding photographer had been mistaken in so doing.