I’m on the hunt for a photograph. The other day my sister and I were reminiscing about my Grandma’s “muriel”. (She meant mural of course. I don’t know who started the joke but everyone called it the “muriel”.) It was this hideous jungle scene that covered the entire back wall of her front room and it had little china blue birds stuck on it. Someone, somewhere must have a photograph of it. It’s one of those memories from my childhood that I can think about and it takes me right back to that time. It helps me remember the rest of house, my Grandma’s paintings, the room my sister and I used to sleep in with the old books on the wobbly bookcase, the goldfish in the pond outside, and most importantly my grandparents themselves. Their smiles, the funny things they used to say and who they were.
This is them by the way, getting married in 1942. Isn’t my Grandma pretty?
This is one of just two photographs I have of their wedding. There are probably a few more around somewhere but they will all be very similar to this one. I wonder what the rest of their wedding was like? I know that she made her own dress from silk left over from making parachutes for the war, how cool is that? Also that she did her own flowers. I expect that they were pink roses because I know she loved them but I wish I could see the colours. What did their cake look like, what shoes did she wear, how did the day go, who else was there?
Which brings me to my point. We are so lucky.
On Monday I was out with a bunch of photographers. We did this.
And a bit of this.
Obviously a lot of photos were taken. The whole day was captured on DSLR, Instagram, Go-Pro, Polaroid, you name it. Today it is being shared all over the internet. It was a lot of fun and it will be remembered because it was recorded.
As a wedding photographer I aim to record the entire story of the day. Because I think its important. Those moments and memories are what our lives are all about. One day in the future someone will want to know what your wedding day looked like and when they look through your album it should feel like they were there.
We are so lucky to be able to capture all these moments. All those selfies, videos and snaps are little treasures that remind us who we are and in the future they will tell people who we were. Trust me the older you get the more you are going to love them.
Photography is important. I want to keep my memories and I want to show my children (and hopefully their children) who my Grandma was and, if I can find it, I want to show them that crazy jungle on her living room wall.