Busy Season as a Destination Wedding Photographer | Behind The Lens With Apollo Fields | NYC and CO Wedding Photography
This is the feast to my mid-winter famine, when the sun is shining and I seem to wear nothing but little black dresses and yoga pants. It is the constant buzz of start-times and deadlines, the tick-tick-tick of my shutter as me and my camera search for that exact tear-jerker moment, and it is the click-clicking while I edit on cars, trains, and planes because there ain’t no rest for the wicked.
Busy season is when I feel most alive and maybe it’s just the coffee talking but there’s nothing I love more than being in the swirling energy of my couples, their vibrant wedding parties, and their nutty families. I am there for the chaos and the calm and I’m taking the same collective deep breath as everyone else right when the ceremony begins.
Oftentimes, I am right in the nucleus of it all. I am a stranger in sacred circles and I hope I never take that for granted. Few jobs allow such an outsider into their sanctuaries but the acceptance I feel as I stand under altars, mandaps, and chuppahs is a reminder that it is possible to put our differences aside without compromising who we are. Some of my favorite moments are when I am surrounded by practices that I do not understand, yet somehow the camera grants me permission to be included anyway.
I am there breathing in the same incense as you with the same tackiness of sandalwood in the back of my throat. I feel the heat of your fires and I have the same resonate hum in my core when2 the ceremonial gong is struck. I am right there to hear the crunch of the breaking glass when the wedding is made official. I may not always understand the language—but I always see the connection between humans as I am shooting.
My job is to find those generational bonds that keep us together and give you the photos that tell that greater narrative. Somehow you have made it this far and that story is worth telling. Busy season challenges me as an artist and a business owner, but how damn lucky am I to get to do this over and over again? The memory cards are filling up and we’re busy trekking around the country into cities and mountains and oceans and none of it is lost on me.
Thanks to everyone who helps to keep this crazy dream of mine alive,