If you are a lover, or have ever been one, you know what I’m talking about.
If you aren’t or haven’t been, I pray you get the opportunity to have the experience.
but, lovers have a way about them. the ones who are for real, who are in it for the long haul, who were just meant to be together – those ones have a way.
watching and investigating and somehow getting close enough to that to capture it is what our work is about, it’s what our passion is about.
on each and every wedding weekend, or during each story we are blessed enough to tell, we go hunting for these things, these little “ways” that lovers have about them.
we comment on a look they share, or an inside joke they bring up, or the way he rubs her arm with his thumb when she is nervous, or the way she closes her eyes really tightly when he kisses her.
we come home afterwards and pull out these photographs, telling each other “this was one of the best parts of the day for me…” and we celebrate that for some reason that we will never fully understand, we were invited into the sacred space of “the way.”
kristen and luke were no different.
and I wish I could sit down for a few hours and share their entire day with you, because it was rich with meaning and love and moments we are still thinking about.
but sometimes, the very best image can get lost in all of that. sometimes, our pinterest/tumblr/instagram/fb/twitpic/blog obese culture turns us into people who scroll way too fast to actually take in the meaning of each moment.
and so, I just wanted to you to see one moment, one beautiful and unexpected representation of who kristen and luke are.
their “way” was this incredibly endearing ritual that they shared several times throughout the day. it happened usually at the moment when something incredibly exciting or powerful had just happened, and when they thought no one was looking. kristen would lean over and whisper into his ear, and you could tell she was telling him that her heart was pounding. he would reach up his hand and hold it over her heart to feel the beat, and would kiss her on the forehead. this dance was incredible to watch.
so this particular time was right after the ceremony. they had just walked down the aisle and been rushed into a back staircase in the old church to wait while their guests exited and prepared for an exit. I happened to peek in at the moment that this happened:
and that, is one of so many reasons why I can never picture doing anything else than making photographs.