This week, join me for a cuppa and a flick through more of my magazine work. As I prepare for my last wedding of the year, and my usual move out to the French Alps, I settle down to flick through my work in print, which has been bubbling away in the background whilst I chase light, weddings and crying babies... Here are just a few snapshots of where my work has appeared this summer.. I'm still yet to track some others down!
Whatever the future of print might be, and however digital and internet-based we become, print will ALWAYS be THE medium for photography. Don't get me wrong, blogs are fast becoming some of the most beautifully composed pages on the internet, but at the end of the day, those photos are never printed.
Something happens when you print a photo; when light is not emitted from the image on a screen
but hits the image in our lived physical experience.
Oh dear.. I hear you say.. Here she goes again, getting all abstract and heavy. But hear me out:
Photography is nothing if not a recorded dialogue between our visual experience, and light.
Therefore, the way the photograph is presented, is just as key. I adore so much of what digital culture has enabled in photography, but I also still love the printed word and photograph.
Something happens when you can physically hold something, or turn a page; it's always been a pretty intimate and rewarding thing for me.
However, there is another reason printed publication is so cool to me. It's in my blood. My father has shot for the magazines and newspapers since year dot; seeing photos in newspapers, magazines and albums is the only way I ever saw them. We'd sometimes visit him on Fleet Street, and hang out when he was shooting in his studio. Watching him work with all the kit, the lights, the cameras, the models, was never quite as exciting as watching the polaroids develop in my hands (sorry Dad!).
I'd walk through the offices as a kid; past the desks of people crouched over transparency magnifiers and stacks of beautiful little photos on shiny sheets of transparency. It genuinely felt like a kind of magic.
Perhaps for this reason, photography was part of a much bigger machine.. A photograph was part of a story, a process; it was a physical thing, not a file name. Without social media, my wedding photography is amongst some of the most widely distributed in the country, and with a few internationally renowned weddings like The Rooneys, across the world. Damn.. That's never occurred to me. This part of my work and experience is something I am only beginning to truly appreciate.
This weeks post, is just a small moment for me to take stock.
It's a rare moment, for us creatives/ perfectionists/ workaholics to say "Hold on girl, you're doing something right".
It is also a chance for me to tip my hat to everyone who works in printed media, both behind and in front of the camera.. We have had some of the best times, and are part of a huge machine which so many people rarely get a glimpse of, and often take for granted. I will always be thankful for having worked in such an awesome industry, with such brilliant people. I am, indeed, a lucky chick.
Huge thanks to the magazines and publications photographed here: Hello Magazine, OK! Magazine, Brides, Wedding Ideas, Perfect Wedding, and Save The Date.