Our band played at a wedding this weekend, a gig that always provides an interesting backstage perspective and gives rise to strange thoughts.
This time I watched the photographer, who the married couple had never met before. They were wearing clothes they had never worn before and would never wear again, having their picture taken in a place they had never been to before. He was arranging them in strange, magazine-romantic poses they would never hold naturally, in front of a backdrop they had never seen, draping them with props that were not theirs, all illuminated by artificial light arranged to simulate synthetic romance.
It would be hard to invent a more artificial situation; but these pictures will in time become their principal memory of the wedding.
Does that strike anyone else as odd?


Yes it is odd and you highlight some of my recent
argumentsdiscussions with the future Mrs. Treehugger over the selection of a photographer for our upcoming nuptuals.Mind you, I was advocating handing out digital cameras to the attendees which could have the effect of creating the Blair Witch kind of wedding photo memories as opposed to the kind you note.
There has to be a happy medium somewhere; preferably one that won’t set me back two grand.