Cat and John shared their vows in front of 20 friends and family in August. It was a stunning wedding
put together by Akurant Events with a lot of laughter, dancing, ice cream and music. I feel really fortunate
to have been part of something so intimate and beautiful.
The Corson Building
Seattle, WA
Lucas proposed to Heather on a ferry to Bainbridge Island and when she said "yes!" they began
to plan their nuptials. When they realized the wedding they were planning wasn't completely
them, they tossed their decisions away and began to put together ideas of the right place for
them to get hitched. Charted buses and limos brought them and their guests aboard the Tacoma
towards Bainbridge Island and the groomsmen hussled upstairs to clear out space for a wonderful
ceremony. It all came together so beautifully - from the seagulls flying alongside the ferry to the
guests hugging the two of them in celebration after they deboarded at Four Swallows Restaurant.
Thank you to Lucas and Heather for allowing me to document such a beautiful fall day. And thank
you to Amber Zbitnoff for shooting alongside me. A few of her images are in the mix as well.
On the water between Seattle and Bainbridge Island, WA
Reception at Four Swallows Restaurant
Because of these two, I experienced rest for the first time in a year. They brought me to their home, shared
their lives and allowed me and my new husband to create new memories. I'm a woman of few words... I know
that by the time I share this full adventure I may have beautifully constructed sentences that provide enough
of a visual to help you feel full and nourished. For now, I share one at a time. It helps me to take in each sliver
of a second that I got to spend with these two and what their sweet gestures and giving hospitality allowed for
Michael and I to understand that rest is to set time apart and to know that what surrounds you, exists.
With the rush of wedding season and the mix of individuals becoming powerful units, it can be hard to sit and
take in each moment. You must be on guard at all times, prepared mathematically and compositionally for each
transfer of emotion and event. After their wedding feast, we walked down a driveway behind the venue, paralleled
by sulphuric steam being released from the dirt and through a cemetery of tombs, only to be led to a patch of
rock with the last remnants of a sunset and a curious goose. And in the 4 minutes we spent here while their
party continued up the hill, their hands locked in reposed safety of their new marriage and our minds calmed and
we were shown rest.
Rotorua, New Zealand
wedding