The delicacy of looks and gestures is perhaps one of the things that wedding photographers look at most when they’re being photographed. It seems that a wedding is a garden of beautiful, delicate flowers full of different colors. Sometimes, I even wonder if the essence of a human being can’t be reduced, essentialized, in what they let show on their faces. What we can see in a face can be so diverse that perhaps an emotion analyst would be better at identifying everything than a camera.
Experience tells me that my cameras and lenses have seen so many faces written with emotions that I can read what they are because, as I witness them, I always know where they come from. If I were to take the same face, which wanders around the wedding day, and follow it throughout the day, which is difficult because I have to force myself to do so many more, such is the quantity that a wedding can contain, I wouldn’t be fascinated by the diversity of things that stimulate it, as well as the subtleties that will transform it so that it expresses what it’s feeling.
It’s an exercise I’d like to do one day, were it not for the real obligation of the wedding photographer. But even so, I always find my camera full of faces that without a single word being there, or even having been said, as cameras know they don’t understand words, either written or spoken, are pregnant with delicacy when they say they love, that they are so happy to be there, that they will never forget this day.
Even in the moments of leaving, their faces are full of photos that are impossible to miss, and, what photography knows how to do, like nothing else, on the timeline that keeps being drawn, is to keep them forever, whatever the size of that eternity.
That’s what I do when I’m a wedding photographer, in places where these faces, with the delicacy that a wedding day deserves, never tire of radiating the emotions that only a day like this can contain and I’m there to take them with me. A privilege.
