Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2000/02/13
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]It is to take place in less than 24 hours. A Valentine's Day wedding. Talk about your icky-gooey expectations. The bride asked me to photograph the event. The instant she popped the question, I stiffened with anxiety. Quickly, out of fear, I did the right thing. I bang-shifted my mental gearbox into self-deprecating, obsequious suck-up mode and said: "I am very flattered you would ask to photograph your wedding, but there is no way I am experienced or competent enough to be entrusted to on such an important event." She bought it. This morning, as I read wedding photographers' horror stories, I am comforted by my cowardice. I sit content, belly full of breakfast, knowing the gut-churning anticipation of busting a shoot for which there can be no re-shoot event will not be visited upon me today. My breakfast is safe. Chris (Make fear your ally) Lawson