Richland, Washington. I don’t know how it is that I only photograph warm, generous people. You would think that mean, bitter people would want good photos, too.

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Spokane, Washington. Danielle and Nathan live in Spokane, not where I live. So nine months ago when they wanted to talk wedding photography, I suggested that we video chat. This was way back before FaceTime™ had swept the nation; strangers then weren’t used to making eye contact via that great commingler, the Internet. But we arranged it anyway. I set up a laptop on my kitchen table and hung a photo behind me because bare walls can seem creepy. And the whole thing went flawlessly. I hope this doesn’t sound trite, but I love making new friends every weekend.

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Charley and McLane in Spokane, Washington. I think this pic is pretty neato. More coming later.

Boise, Idaho. In about the tenth email she sent me before we even signed a contract, Alyssa started referring to herself as “the persistent bride from Idaho.” I replied with a bunch of “:)”s, and thought to myself, “holy crap, she is persistent.” Turns out the same could be said for the entire wedding party. I watched in awe as every last one of them, completely and irrefutably sober, filled the dance floor, getting jiggy with Jay-Z song after Jay-Z song. I’ve never seen anything like it.

Thank god for your persistence, Alyssa and Randall. Your portraits are some of my personal faves. I’m so glad I got to shoot with you and your crew.

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At the memorable Cameo Heights Mansion, you know, between Tri Cities and Walla Walla. Hillary’s and Brett’s vision for the day: about a dozen guests, no fuss, an intimate ceremony and dinner party, and a hell of a lot of wine. Let me tell you how relaxed it was: Driving back from some portraits in Walla Walla, Brett says to Hillary, “You wanna get married at 4:00?” “I’m thirsty. Let’s do it at 5:00,” Hillary says. Awesome.

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