Jan

22

and other sundry things– golly, for an offseason this has not been too bad for me!! i have been working a bunch on the boats of late. good for the pocketbook indeed, and a bonus– i truly love diving!! but this has meant i have had to shoehorn in a lot of other stuff– seahorses, for instance

in my last blog i spoke about the difficulties in making the waxes for my new design– the larger seahorse pieces– they are technical and picky things that often don’t come easily, and these ones have required quite a bit of concentration and energy. i got a big burst this morning and afternoon, and for all intents and purposes i finished them up.

there is still some details to be put into the pieces, but the waxes have become very fragile and i figure it will be much easier to do this work in the cast pieces– the tails are only somewhat detailed, for instance. however, i am happy with what i have and anticipate an excelent piece when completed. of course, this is assuming i do all the soldering work well too– there is a LOT of room for disaster here, and i shall needs be sharp when i get there.

now, my wedding– well, it really wasn’t MINE, but i thought about it as such. a friend of mine asked me to shoot a wedding she was organising for some of her clients, longtime friends, and she managed to talk me into it. i’d never shot a wedding before, but i have a lot of experience in portrait work and an eye for the shot, and at a couple months’ distance it sounded like an interesting project. of course, as the time got VERY CLOSE i began to fret and wonder what the hell was i thinking of, trying this??? something more to have anxiety about. i have never thought of myself as an adrenaline junkie, but now i begin to wonder– i may not jump motorbikes over long lines of cars nor tightrope across canyons, but this comes close– it’s life without a net, and failure is not acceptable.

the hotel was marvellous, and i was impressed over the two days i spent there with the service and acumen of the management and workers– they really put themselves out for this group. i met the bride and groom and they began introducing me to their friends and i began to shoot the first of maybe 500 images. i shot all day long, having to put on my “mr social” persona– really i am a somewhat private person who can, at times, open up and be garrulous, but it is not my normal self. of course, aboard the boats one must be outgoing and indeed somewhat of a character, so i can at times put it on like a dinner jacket– but to do it all day long was a stretch. luckily for me, all the guests and family and friends were very open and made me comfortable, as i tried to do so for them, lulling them into a false sense of security so that i could shoot their photos.

there was a fiesta dinner in the sand and palm trees along the beach, it is pictured above, and i shot portraits for the next day– everyone got themselves a personal photo for the wedding, and i think i did as good a job as was possible with the lighting and such. wish i could show some of them, many of them excellent, but they are really not my property as such– sorry.

the wedding itself was to be held in a gazebo overlooking the ocean, and the view was pretty great– we had the rehearsal and i was running around trying to figure out where to stand and how to shoot things and interesting angles. it took a little while, but the weather was wonderful and tropical and we all had a good time i think.

time compressed. wedding day. grey skies. occasional rain. low temperatures. i felt like it was still going to be a great day, as so often happens down here in cozumel, so i had faith, but others were looking pretty uncertain. not a lot of photos to be taken in this light, but i did my best, and even managed to sneak into the walk-in fridge with the baker to see his creation– i was first after their crew, and they were proud indeed– the biggest cake they had ever made at the hotel.

time was running short and suddenly it happened– just like on D-Day, there was a sudden break in the weather, and just like then we all hit the beaches with everything we had. it wasn’t fabu weather, but everyone was relieved and it seemed as if time had given us a real break. we made the most of it, and i thought that the ceremony was a fine one, full of the excitement and pomp and energy that is so often lacking in these events. i could tell that the bride and groom had a great time, even though the whole experience had been a little overwhelming.

of course, when it came to the reception, the rains came, and the dinner plans were thrown to the wnds. the hotel rose to perform yet another herculean task. they walled off half of their elegant restaurant, pulled all the food in from outside, and created a nice space for everyone to have fun and enjoy themselves, and damn if the filets weren’t excellent.

well, “never let an artist talk” is a fond saying of mine, and i have truly blathered on here, hope all my audience is still awake. so much for the large seahorses, so much for my big fat wedding– i’m out of here for the day and making my escape, there is a big fat gin and tonic waiting for me somewhere. til next time

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