So I shot my first wedding the past April. 

I remember driving down to Charleston with Pat, getting out of the car, shaking a few hands and Pat turns to me and tells me he’s going with Peter (the groom) and for me to go with Megan (the bride.) I had seen photographs from other people’s weddings, those done by professional photographers and not. Though I’m sure I must have looked slack-jawed and slightly deer eyed when Pat turned around and walked outside of the house. I drew a blank on how to photograph anything and had a little mini panic attack when I started walking upstairs to find Megan. 
As the day progressed, it became easier to get caught up in capturing the moment and allowing myself to fall back into documenting the event properly. I quickly started to practice getting comfortable with Megan and doing my best to help her not get even more nervous in front of the camera than she already was on her wedding day.  

Honestly, I’ve always loved weddings but being behind the camera on them has given me a new perspective on the little nuances that make someone’s special day one of a kind. Having so much creative freedom and little direction (purposely) from Pat has pulled me out of my comfort zone and has thrown me straight into a much faster pace career life. 
I’m not cured from my worries about missing the perfect shot on someone’s wedding day just yet and maybe I’ll never be. Though it’s been such a privilege to be part of a wedding and/engagement shoot that marks a definitive step in someone else’s life and helping them to remember it in the purest way I can. 

*Above is a photo I took of Pat shooting the bride, her father, her sister and her sister’s daughter right before the wedding.